i have come to the conclusion that i am the only person in the world that fixes peoples' hearts. why? because nobody has EVER tried to fix mine. how? i give them mine, until theres is okay, and when they're done they give it back into a million little pieces.

so, i hold back my tears and watch them settle for people like her, and hate people like me. when once upon a time, we frolicked in fields of tomorrow, and sweaty palms, and hoping that this lasts forever.

it happens everytime, and the outcome is still the same.