Your heart is a trampoline, and every person who passes by your heart can make the trampoline dent. But there is always someone in your heart who is too heavy, and the spring that suddenly dented can no longer bounce back. As time goes by, the trampoline no longer deforms until it ages and breaks down. Your heart gradually erodes and scabs along with the trampoline until it no longer beats.
I still love you, it makes me sad just thinking about it.