Yah back when we was together, you would tell me you love me and say that we would get married and I was painted all these pictures trying to build your fantasy so that we could be happy and I should’ve knew it was a lie from the beginning so now you got me saying fuck it I gave love too many tries I don’t want no more it anymore pain too much trauma from the past wars. I gave it one more try but got stabbed in the heart. But I still tried changing my mind but that pain always surface when it comes to mind that wounds cut deep and I try to heal it but it just created a distance and now I’m trying again hopefully he don’t do me as dirty as he did