I am smarter than before. I fell in love once. It was the kind of love that you only find once. That can be both good and bad. It was the kind of love that you learn from. It tears your soul to shreds until someone can piece you back together. Maybe it's the next day, a month after, ten years, or maybe it's never. I loved him with such a strong love that I forgot to love myself. I didn't care. All I wanted was him, I didn't see anything else. No, I am not writing this to be another lame, sappy-brokenheart story. I write the truth. This is the truth. It all happened, everything we had was real. That's the key word, "was." We couldn't keep things together. Life got in the way. It got the best of us even though we swore it wouldn't.