Vanillamaster

  I'm sorry I said I loved you.  I meant it when I said it.  You must hate me now, don't you.  Go ahead, put me away where I'm not in direct sight.  We all have those toys.  Ones that we had loved so much, but now it hurts to play with them.  I don't quite know what happened.  Everything was perfect, and my conscience had to look in to what would happen later.  I saw shards of a porcelain heart, a delicate figure, beautiful and artistic, but fragile.  Fantastic in the time I had it.  But that sounds like itemization.  I'm always the one to be broken, I'm the old teddy bear that has been loved so much that his soft exterior has been ru