The waves and the wind slap me in the face to
Remind me of what a fool I was to fall for you
I came to you with my heart wide open
But you left me with one whose pieces are broken
A broken heart can be mended
BUT
The traces of those cracks are always there
To remind
Me of of an unfortunate past
The one not to forget
But one to last
I may fall in love again
But in fact, none will mend my heart and those cracks.
You left me with a bad taste of love in mouth so
I shall never fall in love again in truth
Cause I fear that I may lose him/her at once
And being left with broken pieces behind.
First love may come easy, but if it goes
Regret is what is left to deal with bruise.
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