He broke your heart
it right out of your chest
And stomped on it until you were
S
H
A
T
T
E
R
E
D
tinypiecesyoucan'tputbacktogetheragain
It's
I
M
P
O
S
S
I
B
L
E
You {knew} it wouldn't work out
Still you had
H
O
P
E
But you were
O
P
P
O
S
I
T
E
S
Oil&Water
Fire&Ice
Italic&Bold
Two jigsaw pieces that didn't really fittogether
You knew that too.
(You were always practical, little Ravenclaw)
EXCEPT when it came to HIM
that MALFOY boy
He was
D
E
M
O
N
S
P
A
W
N
An e/v/i/l
Conniving
sonofaDeatheater
But you loved that boy
With all your heart
Then he went and plucked it off your sleeve
And crushed it beneath his heel
Now it's
D
E
F
E
C
T
I
V
E
You just can't seem to love anymore.
You have to pick up the
Millions&million&millions
Of pieces
Are you afraid of getting c*u*t?
DON'T BE.
Guess what?
They are not all like him.
So pick up the shards of your heart,
find your SUPERGLUE,
& put your pretty little heart backtogether,
Put it back in your chest.
Because, truth is
(he doesn't have to do it for you)