A puzzle with a million pieces

I wanted to make you my king

I opened myself up to you when I was broken

But not until turning you away first

You knew where I stood

I warned you

You knew I was hurt

I trusted you

And you kept proceeding

I let you in when my heart was shattered

And you stepped on the broken pieces

All thatโ€™s left is more crumbs

No way to pick up the pieces

I can Only sweep up the mess now

No way to put the pieces together now

I should have never opened my heart when it was shattered

Before I put the pieces back together

Now Im left with a million pieces

Nothing left but a broom and pan with nothing but a bigger puzzle to put back together

8 Comments

  1. Babe, riveting indeed. As always your command of appropriate words and timing is spot on. Stick with me and the ending can be re-written and a eternal relation with you will begin. My heart will always be your heart and our hearts will beat as one. I PROMISE

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  2. Like I said before you are the definition of a Greek goddess if God blessed us on this Earth with one beautiful woman it would be you

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