Pieces of the heart
remain where they laid
some on the floor
where you fear to follow
you walk ever so gentle
to avoid any Sharp edges
that often do cut
as we carry the scares of past loves
i see bits and parts
of your own neglected heart
and i want to collect each
and every last one
to put your heart back
to its original past
as i long for something meaningful
that shall last
to tack only our best moments
together two hearts as one heart
would be a big enough heart
to make up for all lost pieces
between you and me...
