A broken heart is just like a curse, It will never go back to the mouth of person who gave it.
I know its difficult, but I know one day I will forget and if not I will dead.
If ever I knew that love will become reason of pain and destruction for me. I would never let my heart go.
I was sure you will not let me go. But there is no love without pain.
To become broken heart person, love a person who doesn’t have a heart.