He couldn’t understand that my heart was already shattered,
and no matter how much he tried to glue the parts together with sticky words,
tiny bits out of his sight went missing,
scattered on the dusty floor of habit and weariness.
Aug 24, 2019
Aug 24, 2019 at 1:39 AM UTC
He couldn’t understand that my heart was already shattered,
and no matter how much he tried to glue the parts together with sticky words,
tiny bits out of his sight went missing,
scattered on the dusty floor of habit and weariness.
I’m just feeling broken hearted today...