I used to think we might get back together. However, now I know what is done, is done. What we once shared lives only in the past now. I may have started the storm of hurt, but you threw plenty in the hurricane too. Our love became crippled, never to heal. O.A.
Grab a plate and throw it on the floor
Did it break?
Okay, now say sorry to it.
Did it go back to how it was before?
Now do you understand?