shards of a broken heart

Paper hearts & plastic smiles
Added w/ seasonings & spice
Faint memories of yesterday
Stolen by the remnants of time

Pallid emotions & scarred affection
Marked with cuts & bruises
Ejected love letters & sonnets
Forged by my heart’s own rumination

Harsh whispers & cold lies
Enveloped with sweet nothings that warmth
Lame excuses & broken promises
Our happy ending fairytale torn apart

Transparent touch & empty words
Never failing to melt my insides
Contemplating questions & possible answers
Accompanied by my tossing & turning at night

So tell me now, am I wrong?
Pluck the little sanity left of me
So tell me now, & please – slowly
That I was wrong to entrust the shards of my broken heart

Yet, you never cared to put the pieces back together whenever you came back to me. . .
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