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How You Left And How He Fixed Me


Hey you,

Do you see?

You proudly stood there and crushed my toes

It started there and it didn’t stop

It went from my toes to my feet

To my shins to my knees

To my hands to my forearms

You crushed them so hard that I saw stars

And finally, to put me out of my misery

You cut open my chest, ripped out my heart

Slowly and painfully, you broke it apart

Leaving me there to die, gasping for air

Waiting

And waiting

And waiting

And waiting

Waiting for someone to come

Pick up the parts

And put back together

My broken heart

Waiting for someone to give me splints for my shins

And casts for my hands

Waiting for someone to bring me back

Bring me back

Back from the dead

To hold me

And love me

And kiss me

And want me

This is how you left me

And this is how he fixed me

Slowly and surely

He put me together

And kept me alive

He never wanted to leave my side

These are the things you never did

Yet these are the things he always did

 
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