Slowly, but definitely on the mend.

"I'm sorry it had to be like this."

Yeah... Me too.

I'm done with love. It hurts too much.

And who do you think you are
Runnin' round leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
And tearing love apart?

And yes, I understand what you're telling me. Doesn't mean my heart will accept it or that it hurts less, though. Because it does. It feels like someone stabbed me before ripping my heart out and stomping on it.

Somehow I always had the feeling that you would break my heart, though.

I never... Thought I could hurt like this. I really thought you and me had the chance to be something beautiful.