My heart is scattered about the floor like
A complex puzzle waiting to be pieced together.
Each piece so delicate and small
I fear it will take forever.
People walk by and step on the pieces,
Crushing them some more
As I scurry about desperately
Trying to pick them up off the hard floor.
Sliver by sliver, my heart starts to retake its previous shape
As I carefully place the shards back together,
Holding them in place with tape.
It's coming together nicely until I realize
The piece I have for the last hole isn't the right size.
I disassemble my heart, reshaping it again
Reorganize the pieces, until they all fit in.
Once it's pieced back together
I carefully hand my heart back to you
Hoping this time around
Your love will finally be true.
Carelessly you toss it back saying,
"I don't want this anymore."
Sadly, I watch you walk away from me,
My heart shatters as it hits the floor.