P.S. I'm Sorry

My hands didn't know what to do,
They held your heart
But it slipped right through the cracks.
Once lovely red, it now bruised and showed the pain.
I should have known the weight of what I held
I should have taken care and held it close,
Cherished it for what it's worth.
Now that I've hurt this precious gift
There's just one thing I know:
You deserve better.