There are a lot of things that make me me,
A lot of mistakes that I would gladly repeat.
Falling in love with you is one of the things
That while I regret I would never change a thing.
You broke my heart in as many pieces as you could
And even after all this time has gone by,
I have yet to put it all together again.
You left me with scars that run deeper than even my blood,
And a hole in my stomach that aches whenever I even hear your name.
And yet I would not change a thing.
Not loving you, not losing you, not even the heartache I went through.
Because all that love? All that pain?
It makes me who I am today.
The things that at the moment
I want to forget,
Always in retrospect are cherished,
Since every piece of memory, every flash of emotion