You can't break a heart that's already been pulverized, you'd be only scattering out particles and soon enough be coughing out heartbeats. You can't play mind games with someone whose mind is a labyrinth of mad walls, always shifting, preying on sanity, till all turns surreal. You can't intrigue someone who has already lived a hundred lifetimes, who picks a different reality with his morning coffee; one who got time right below his feet. You can't deny an unrequited love from someone; free and boundless, a love that can't be lost because it never was, and never will be.