Bruised

I learned to stop remembering, and then I forgot what I was trying to forget in the first place.
At one point, I thought I was invincible, I thought nothing could hurt me, I had a heart made of stone.
And then I learned I was wrong. I learned the hard way.
I have no idea how this is going to end up, all I know is that I'm putting every ounce of my heart into this.
Every day is another risk, every time I tell you 'I love you' I pray to god that I'll never regret saying it.
No one wants to get hurt.
But almost everyone does.