We use to think
That we would live in our own fairytale
That we would easily find our prince charming
And everything would just fall into place
And work out perfectly
But, we discovered that we were wrong
Sadly, nothing is perfect
Especially love
We have been cursed with heartaches
And boys who just don't understand
Just how much they truly mean to us
They will treat us like just another person
And it hurts
It hurts like hell
We care about them so much
And they just take it for granted
We give them every part of us
Every little piece of our heart
And they don't even have a clue
So they unknowingly shatter us
into millions of little pieces
But with the help of eachother
We slowly mend all the pieces
It's a long, hard process
But soon, we will once again have a weak, but whole heart.