Broken

Broken hearts
They never really heal
Every day, I look in the mirror
I see that same shattered heart
I realize that I'm holding on
To a dream that won't come true

How could he break me
And then tell me he loves me
The hardest part of walking away from him
Is knowing that he won't run after me

Someone's gonna come along
And put the pieces back together
But I'm worried about that one piece

The piece that he stole when he walked away
The piece that completes the puzzle
The piece that no one can mend