Shattered
Shattered
The pieces of my heart fall around me as I sit on the floor my knees to my chest
He left me here, nothing but a shell of who I used to be
Rocking back and forth on the floor
You're the one who I long for
Why'd you leave me here
All alone?
With pieces of my heart in my hands, moaning and crying the song of sweet sorrow
I want him back
But was he ever mine to keep?
I'll never win; she won the prize
I'm simply a runner up
Not significant enough to even dream of being on his arm
In his arms
Simply a fantasy.
I sit here shattered, empty and cold
Will this feeling ever get old?
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