Bleeding…
Aching…
Shattering  
I told myself this would never happen again

Yet I find myself grasping for the pieces of my heart
Wheezing…
Weeping…
Grasping for air

I told her to be careful with our heart
I told her not to fall
Yet she craved to love and to be loved

When will you learn to love yourself
To fill the emptiness with self love instead of love from another