The people we love are thieves.
Again..
And hoping.
And here I am, waiting.
He promised me every tomorrow.
But I could not have been more wrong.
I thought I knew everything about him.
Before he shattered my heart.
Before he was famous.
Back to when he sang only for me.
Back to the park.
We can\'t go back, but I want to.
Because here I stand, ravaged and ruined, needing it to be true.
But love conquers all, right? It has to.
Like a tornado, he spiraled, leaving a path of destruction in his wake.
But I was never a fan; just a girl in love.
I watched him climb to stardom, cheering him on from afar.
He also broke my heart.
He broke all my rules.
And fourteen years later, I still can\'t get him out of my head.
He was my first everything.
Mine was a homeless musician who wandered straight into my soul. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * They say you never forget your first love.
Over and over and over again.
And we let them.
They steal our sanity.
They steal our breath.
They steal our hearts.
The people we love are thieves
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