If your hand could reach inside my heart, what would you do with it?

Would you heal it?

Or would you just break it more.

It doesn’t matter, really

Because it’s already in pieces

And you’re at fault.

I let you reach my heart

Hoping I could love you more

But in return I got pain

As tears in my eyes starts to pour.

But I hid those emotions

Because I loved you so much.

You broke my heart in pieces

And you left me in the dust.