Finally

Fingers work frantically
As you try to mend the pieces
Of my soul
Torn straight from my chest.

Bright eyes race
Searching for fragments
Of my broken heart
Scattered across tile floor so cold.

Knuckles white squeeze my trembling hands
Try to convince me
None of this
Was my fault.

Lips soft kiss away the tears
Return pink glow
To cheeks
So pale.

Soul slowly mending
Heart becoming whole
Realizing every tear I've ever cried
Has found it's way to your shoulder.