Seductive Sonnets: A Poet's Challenge

Heart

The pieces fell apart like a broken flower vase,
In a place where I always found solace.
I took those pieces and sat down to stick them,
This isn't the first time my heart is broken by them.

Everytime, they could come up and convince this naive organ,
Who always stayed back when tried to run.
It's tired beating for the same person every second,
Time to put things at permanent end.