The Everlasting Fight

I never really knew I had started a war by opening my heart to you. The war began with that first smile, that first sparkle in your eyes, but I was still unaware of the battle. When we tore apart, I felt my strength losing out to the force of your strikes, but you didn't notice, I bet you didn't even care. My heart was shredded into millions of pieces as I saw the way you ran after her, the way you seemed unfazed by her rejection, but you still didn't know of the tug-of war game we were playing with my heartstrings. How was I supposed to win? How am I suppose to pull with my strength being sucked away with every smile. So the everlasting battle rages on.