A man almost destroyed me, so I chose the next one.
He was already damaged, so he had every reason to hurt me.
It was then I knew of collateral damage.
You know the thing about damaged men?
They are very dangerous,
They know they will survive regardless.
Men are from mars, women are from Jupiter.
This man was from hell, he ate from the devils plate.
He could see my heart, so he knew when I was in love.
He knew the right time to break my heart.
Hi demon, how do we become strangers when we’ve known the deepest thing about each other?
Things that even the person that replaces me would never know?
Someday, this pain will be useful to me.