She was drowning in the ocean of emotion
I gave her my helping hand
She was trying to hold my hand
But waves of ocean pulled her backed
I know she is brave enough to fight tides
And I hope her to see on the sandy shore again .
Broken things can be beautiful too,
With cracks and scars, they’re something new.
A broken vase, now fixed with care,
Shines with lines that weren’t there.
Even hearts, once broken, beat strong,
So remember, when things fall apart,
There’s beauty in fixing a broken heart
I've never seen a finer artist than her.
She crafted herself so well, it took a long time to see her broken heart.
Now, I want to be the finest potter,
To reshape and fix her broken part.
She was star in my dark night
Making my life more beautiful
From Losing the first war of love
To never fought a war of love
Your drop of love will
even make barren