broken pieces
everytime i try to glue the pieces of my broken heart together again, someone comes along and rips the pieces from my trembling hands and throws them further from my reach.
by now, there are so many pieces that have become lost... i wonder if trying to make the remaining pieces fit is even worth it.
by now, there are so many pieces that have become lost... i wonder if trying to make the remaining pieces fit is even worth it.

