Only My Heartbreak  I said I loved this one and only woman  But about how many can we say the same? I guess that our feelings have only proven We are lured by the nearest flame.  I look back and how many like her do I see? Each one I swore I would love forever  Only to find out this was not to be I was left looking for another lover. So, I am left questioning if love is real If no one woman can this passion show  And left to question what I truly feel Maybe true love is something I can never know.  Now she is gone believing no other take her place  But I thought this before we met What stops another woman that my heart could take? Except my next love may, one day, regret  The only permanent thing left is my heartbreak.