Shattered Heart

Inside my sleeve,
I pull out my heart,
handing it to you,

"careful it's fragile,
and easily falls apart."

Extending your arms,
you take the heart in your tender warm hands.

It falls into a million shattered pieces -
On the floor it lands.

You begin to bend down to pick it up,
sorrow and sadness in your eyes.

Apologies are not enough.

Looking at you with tears in my eyes,
I ask you not to pick up
the pieces of a heart
that has fallen apart.

I am the one who needs to pick up the pieces
of my shattered heart -
one by one,
piece by piece.

I need to put it together again,
some how.
some way.

Each piece of my heart has a memory so true.
Each piece of my heart has part of you.

You are the one who is leaving
to start a new lease on life.
I'll just be here on my knees picking up the pieces of a heart
that feels like it's being pierced with a knife.

All my tears
won't keep you near

All my tears
won't mend what's not here.

Again I look at you
with a whisper in my voice,
The only way my heart will mend and finally be complete,
is if you and I can come together
without being discreet.

You see, what we have
here and today,
helps me face the world,
with a love for you that gives a glow -
but now, my darling, you made a choice.

My heart is on this floor,
shattered and broke.
With each piece I pick up -
I need to learn to let go.

*This is choppy because my feelings are very strewn right now and mixed up and I'm very confused and don't know what to think. Thanks for reading it though!*