It's a great hollowness,
the burden of Love.
It's sewn together with disappointments.
While trying to dress it up with empty promises,
it all withers away.

I shatter on the floor in many pieces;
My jagged edges sharp and menacing.
Putting me back together takes sweat, blood and patience,
but I am forever altered.
From afar I look complete,
Come closer and you can see that I'm held together
only by sheer determination.
Time will allow the painful betrayals to fade
until I'm brave enough to try again.
However, I tip-toe carefully, always hesitating.