And she has a thing for bad boys.

It's the reason I had to let her go. I knew that I was a mistake she was willing to make over and over, again. I loved her too much to hurt her, but that didn't give anyone else the right to. She's too pure and too precious. And, I'd do any nigga dirty that dared to play with her heart. I wasn't even the exception when it came to her. That's why I knew I had to get my shit together and cater to her heart the way only I could. And until she was mine again, I'd go to war with any n*gga, empty my bank accounts, ignite fires between us, sing every love song known to man, and grovel at her feet. Because I wouldn't rest until she belonged to me.

He's a heartbreaker.

And I'm still recovering from that time he broke mine.