I welcomed you with open arms, with tiny pieces of my broken heart.
I picked them up, showing you that broken things still work.
I lend some to you, hoping that one day you'll help me put them back together.
I was happy, we're building it back. Not that strong, but can stand on its own.
I wasn't done yet, we still hold some pieces in our tiny hands.
I was putting my own pieces but you ignored me. You left me hanging.
I was alone while putting it back. You just left yours on the ground.
I lost my balance, I fell down. I broke it again, I think it's done. You were gone.
I broke down.
I picked up my pieces again, with my blurry eyes.
I put them in a box, hoping that someday, someone will help me build them back.
