I told stories of how I got broken
But there seems to be one unspoken
Of those from the otherside.
Their feelings they told
Some wished that together we grow old
But I saw none of that for me.
Some had feelings that might have been true
Some just wanted to hear me say, “I love you too”
But I turned them all down.
What was it that I was searching for?
None of them had made a score
They were the wrong fit.
I feel sorry for the one’s I broke
I pray they find someone who can truly laugh at their jokes
I just knew, that would never be me.