Broken
All of the pieces
are scattered on the floor
I clench my heart
you'd never leave me you swore
I thought we'd grow old together
have eachother forevermore
I'd wake up next to you
with the kids we adore
But I guess that wasn't enough, I wasn't enough
you didn't want me anymore
You were the keeper of my secrets
but now I'm only a stranger you ignore
I still wish we could go back
when my heart was full, back to before
They say it gets better over time
but everything reminds me of you and the tears pour
I AM BROKEN
TRYING TO GATHER THE PIECES
but I don't know if I can be a soldier in this war.
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