I didn't know how to handle
All the broken pieces of my heart
They all left
And I believed that I was all alone
But then I looked up
And there you were
Carefully picking up every piece
And smiling while you did it
Like you were honored
To be the keeper of my shattered heart

But who will remain
to fill the spaces
between my fingers?

i am not in love,
nor am i out of love, just
stuck in the middle.