like a vase i dropped her on the floor.

i'm not sure if i can put her back together.

she won't be the same but i have a feeling
she has been broken apart and put back together.

you can't trust a man who
operates a bulldozer to be a
good builder.

they say "things have to fall to
make way for better things";
i dare not say this to her, she might
think i did it on purpose.

i don't trust myself to not drop
her again after i've put her back
together.

i've thought about handing her
over to someone else to piece back
together; i don't trust anyone will
know exactly where each piece
has to go.

you can easily replace a broken
vase, unlike people.