Half of my heart is the part of a [girl] who’s never truly loved anything.

I can’t keep loving you

with half of my heart.

This masterpiece is a perfect and beautiful expression of indecision; the ambivalent paradox of caring and feeling apathetic simultaneously.

“Half of my heart is a shotgun wedding to a bride with a paper ring.
And half of my heart is the part of a man who’s never truly loved anything.

Down the road, later on, you will hate that I never gave more to you than half of my heart.”

(The metaphor in that first line is out-of-this-world brilliant!)

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Half of my heart is the part of a [girl]

who’s never truly loved anything.

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