Don't take this personal

I'll start you from the beginning. When this was all just amusing to me. I never had the intentions of falling in love or being loved. I guess you could say it's another tale about a girl who gets her heart broken to many times but I like to think of it as a different type of romance. A romance that never gave up on something that was there.
It was a fling, I guess you could say. Little giggles and intriguing conversation. I guarded my heart to the point where I began to believe that this whole thing was just a joke, a game. Until that one day when he opened his mouth and said, "I think we could be more."
Those dreaded words were the last thing I wanted to hear. However, being a girl, I went along with it. A joyride I called it. I began to trust him and see all the good that could only come out of it. I was blinded. Love is blind, cliche as it sounds but so true.
As we developed a deeper relationship, I became wrapped up in his corky style. The things he would do that I knew no one else had the balls to do. He was definitely a guy who appreciated the small attributes. How could such an amazing guy be infatuated with a girl like me?
Love was blind.
The days kept passing and the amour we had started to fade. I thought it was me. I thought great heres that part in the movie where the girl blames herself for losing the boy of her dreams. Come to find, it was a mess of things. I was not to blame. He begged for my forgiveness and deep inside my intentions were to call the whole thing off. To forgive him but forget him. But I couldn't. I could not bring myself to just let him go. I wanted to find the once good things I saw in him back out. This is probably the part of my story where I say life is short so moving on would probably be the best thing for me. There are plenty of fish in the sea. What else can I say except love is blind.