i dont think there is enough glue in the world to piece together my broken heart and if so where can i buy it you destroyed my existence it hurts to look at flowers because they remind me of you and how you didnt love me and i feel like im on fire because you left me with nothing and i just need that **** glue
i didnt know how to punctuate this so i just left it as clouded and messy as it was in my head