love.
when i first felt it, i was scared.
when i kept feeling it, i decided it was okay.
when i fell apart because of it, i vowed never to feel it again.
but when i first saw you, i couldn't stop myself from feeling it.
then after three years, you told me you felt it too.
i never felt as happy as i had right then.
and now?
now i've been stomped all over, left in the dust, and broken beyond repair.
and now i swear,
i will never love again.
