It was never supposed to be a love story
He loved her from he start. Said he'd wait. She fell for those words, the promises were pickaxes on her walls, the laughter a path to a city of trust.
Until she had to leave town for a week. Her family had a visit, and he knew she would never love him as much as he loved her, so he stoped loving her.
She came back to another woman beside him and a pile of shards from a broken heart. Every piece stabbed her chest until she finally made it whole again, but never forgot the pain.

Her heart would never break again.