How do you heal a broken heart,
That is lifeless to her very core?
Perhaps, if you stitch her up with fine needle and thread,
She will once again radiate of her true beauty?
But what will you do,
When she realizes that she is only a botched up bundle of petty patchwork?
Do you think she will appreciate the sympathetic handicraft?
Or will she only smother you with condemnation?
How do you heal a broken heart,
When there's nothing but shattered remnants of a past long gone and left behind?
If you took the time to sort the millions of cracked glass shards,
You could rearrange her to become a mosaic masterpiece.
But once she realizes she's been recreated,
Remodeled, changed,
What will you say?
'I only tried to fix you…'
How do you heal a broken heart,
When she doesn't want to?
When she holds onto the very thing that crushed her and caused her will to live diminish in the first place?
When she refuses to let go of someone who has already left...?
How do you heal a broken heart,
Who has been torn at her very seams –
Thrown away by the very person who held her together in the first place?
How do you heal a lonely, broken heart?
