An interview

It's been a long time,
are you still torn apart?
still shredded into pieces?
how are you fragile heart?

still him you see when you wake?
still crying yourself to sleep?
no, that's okay,
your wounds must have been deep.
do they still bleed?
oh, I see.
they never healed.
you really never left it be, huh?
he's with her now,
and they look real happy.
still hoping he'd return?
still holding on to his memory?
there are others, you know?
maybe he's just not for you.
oh, please don't cry, I'm sorry.
you really can't accept it's through, can't you?
no, it's not pathetic.
your love must have been true.
stop crying.
he had no right to hurt you.
is there any way I can help you?
I hate seeing you like this.
I know you need more time to mend those wounds,
but for now, dry those tears, please?

it's been a long time,
yet you're still torn apart.
still shredded into pieces.
my fragile broken heart.