In another life I'd make you stay, so I wouldn't have to say you were the one that got away

For broken hearts:

You think he belongs to you because you want to belong to him. 
Don't. It's a bad word, belong.
You can't own a human being. 
You can't lose what you don't own. 
Suppose you did own him. 
Could you really love somebody who was absolutely nobody without you? 
You really want somebody like that?
Somebody who falls apart when you walk out the door? 
You don't, do you?
And neither does he.
You're turning over your whole life to him.
Your whole life.
And if it means so little to you that you can just give it away, 
Hand it to him, 
Then why should it mean any more to him? 
He can't value you more than you value yourself.

Love yourself, so you recognize when its practiced on you.