16, 17th, 18th heart(s)

It’s not a choice when I no longer speak, The pain you caused, buried deep in my nerves, Each time I see you, my mind turns weak, My mouth runs dry, no words to serve. Looking back, our love seems like a dream, Unreal, as if it never was, Of the sixteen hearts I’ve loved, You're the only one who made me pause. How is it that you alone sparked such hate, That I lost myself in the fire you made? Sixteen I’ve loved, none have I left, But with you, I had to walk away. It’s not a conscious choice, but it’s done, I never want to see you again. We’ve broken too many times to count, The last was final, sealed in pain. Of the sixteen loves, I still remain, Ready to stand by them, if they fall. You were the seventeenth, a lesson learned, And I hope never to meet an eighteenth at all.