I would say that sometimes it is okay to be the heartbreaker.
Sometimes you have to have blood running down both arms and a quivering heart in your hands. Sometimes it’s alright for you to look up at the sky and selfishly call it your own.
Okay, so heartbreakers are cold, calculating and cruel. Okay, so you are none of these, and yet you are all.
Place the heart down now and give it back to its rightful owner. It was never yours to keep anyway. Apologise and let it go.
You see, some days you will be the heartbreaker and you will be the unrequited love of someone’s once-upon-a-time story. Other days it will be you feeling the weight of someone else’s hands inside your chest. The truth is humans leave streaky, bloody messes everywhere they go and that’s just life. And that’s okay.”
— Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #106 "What would you tell someone who’s never had their heartbroken? I feel like I’m always the bad guy."