You threw my heart onto the floor.
It shattered into a thousand pieces or more.
With what was left of the tiny fragments I was able to gather,
I gave it to the people I cared for,
the people who truly matter.
I let them use it to mend their hearts back to being whole,
to fill the missing pieces inside them,
the chance to find their lost soul.
Because unlike you, I choose to be unselfish;
this isn't a pity party for me to weep and cry.
I'd rather lose my whole heart to see the world relish
than to watch it stop beating and eventually die.