He had thrown a sledge hammer into my heart,
shattered fragments he had expected me to put back together.
He found someone prettier who he grew to have feelings for.
I admit I can miss his smile, his humor, and just who he was; but I recognized it was the past and moved on.
I glued the pieces in place, and moved onto a better future.
Someone new came along,
A short summer romance stirred.
Our conversations made me laugh endlessly,
our train of thought so similar in likeness.
it breathed some life back into my numb heart.
But just as a cherry blossom, it soon fell away.
His fingers pried at my newly mended glass,
they reached and pulled it apart at the seems.
Once again my heart broke,
but  this ache was not unexplored,
my tears refused to fall.
My ruined heart, how could anyone love you?
Could they ever see you as a lovely mosaic,
a creation of loving too deeply?