Broken Heart of Glass

At first,
I liked somebody else,
but I always saw something wrong with us.

Then I found you,
you're perfection.

You are like the sun I wake up to every morning,
the air that I breathe everyday.

If I could get it through your head,
I love you,
and so much I do at that.

You know,
somebody once told me,
that every heart is made of glass...

Well, if that's true,
then tell me why I'm stepping on the broken pieces?

I thought you had loved me,
but it turned out,
no more then just a friend.

These black tears on my face,
they are from our souls crying together,
every night,
wanting us to be together.

You say that you'd like me,
but it would be too much,
you say,
you wouldn't have enough time to tend to my beautiful face,
because you have heard that love is demanding.

I say,
I wouldn't pressure you,
nor would I hurt you,
I would only be there to help you,
because your old soul is hurt,
and even though you wish your life was shorter,
I want to live my life with you.

Somebody once told me,
that my heart was made of glass.

If that is so true,
then why am I stepping on the broken pieces?

Because you have broken my heart...