Pick up My Pieces

I still remember the way I felt as I walked through his front gate. The way he looked at me.

I still remember the way I felt when he kissed me for the first time.

I still remember the way I felt when he told me he loved me for the first time. And the time I told him.

I also still remember the first heartache. The way I felt when he told me we shouldn't be together.

I still remember the cold sweat running down my spine.

I still remember hearing my heart break into pieces every time he hurt me.