You take my heart, the one in your hands
The one you promised to hold and protect
And throw it on the ground.

Why is that one promise so easy for you to break?
So easy for you to unmake?
So easy to unbound?

You know it is as fragile as fine china
Because just like china once shattered
The strength once had is no longer found.

With an unkind word or just a glance
You shatter my calm so easy.
Makes me wish you weren’t around.

I’ll gather up the broken pieces and try to put it back together
Again.
Make it whole, make it sound.

Place it back into your hands
For you to love and protect
Until the next go round.

But one of these days
I’m not gonna find all the pieces.
Will that be the day my promise to you is unwound?