My porcelain vase

Carelessly, thoughtlessly,
you knock over my vase.
Tumbling, without a pause,
it falls.
Crashing, breaking,
its now a thousand little pieces.
The vase, my heart,
you broke without a care
It cant ever be whole again
And you cannot deceive the world
by putting it back together again
For you an i both know,
It cant ever be whole again