I had a perfect life once.
At least I thought it was.
I had a boyfriend who loved me.
He said he did with all of his heart.
I loved him just as much.
And maybe even more.
Then he broke my heart.
But then we got back together.
He said he was sorry.
And promised to never do it again.
I believed him of course.
Because I loved him so much.
Then I thought had a perfect life again.
But I guess I was wrong.
He broke my heart again along with his promise.
I don't think I can have the strength.
To do this all over again.
And that is were my perfect life finally ended.
