You know.. for all my bravado, for all my words, for all this anger.. Ashley was still a part of my life. I cared for her. I don’t want to see her hurt.

This is why she stomped on my heart. I’m a nice guy.. I don’t know how to be anything but.

I’m about to leave for work, and I’m dreading if she’s there. As much as I hate what she did to me, I still go weak in the knees when I see her.

I know it’s not logical. I know I’m asking to have my heart crushed again.

But it’s who I am.. I’m an idiot. =/