Of Battered Hearts & Bitter Coffee

Broken glass

I wonder what is it with us?
Why is it that we are so broken but I cannot fix us,
Why is it that you never make an attempt to,
Why does it feel like I'm the only one holding this relationship,
Like atlas held the sky,
while you laughed away with others, completely disregarding my existence,
As I stood at your side.

Have you gone so far away that I can't reach you anymore?
Have you lost all hope in us that you decided to walk away,
With no warning or goodbye,
Giving up without one last try?
Or maybe you are just smarter than me,
For I've lost count of the number of times my fingers have bled,
As I tried to glue back the broken pieces of this fragile glass relationship.