When you met me I was like broken glass
all along the floor.
You wanted to pick up my pieces
and put me back together.
I wasn’t ready, and my jagged edges
cut you along the way.
You wanted to see me happy.
So I let you in.
My mind couldn’t comprehend
someone like you
Loving me.
Jun 14, 2014
Jun 14, 2014 at 6:46 AM UTC
When you met me I was like broken glass
all along the floor.
You wanted to pick up my pieces
and put me back together.
I wasn’t ready, and my jagged edges
cut you along the way.
You wanted to see me happy.
So I let you in.
My mind couldn’t comprehend
someone like you
Loving me.