sorry babe, it was good while it lasted, but could have never survived.  what you've done, what I've done, and the distance to come.  I've never felt nothing for anyone, and you'll not be the first, but this is the closest to nothing I've come to care about breaking your heart, because revenge has driven me to such lengths.  You held me back, and I became trapped in glass walls, unaware of the boundary until it was broken, and I was cut.  but it's you who threw the stone.  our reflection is shattered, strewn upon the ground.  "Too sharp to put back together, too small to matter."

fear brews once again, but patience must ensue.