One day I wondered
Can you be in so many pieces
That you'll never be able to
Glue all the pieces back together again
It took me a while to realise
It wasn't me who was broken
It was my relationship
Smashed into pieces
By:hateful words, lack of communication
And fights never quite resolved
The whole times I'd been desperately trying to glue the the pieces back together.
When they'd never really fit together in the first place
So I picked up the pieces and threw them away, washed down by tears.
But i didn't pretend they were
Never there
Because those pieces as broken as they are
Teach you which vases to pick up next time
Notes
I wrote this poem a while ago. Just not feeling great. It's alright.
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