When you told me you loved me,
I had the whole world in my hands.
When you kissed me so softly,
I never wanted you to stop.
With your arms around me,
I thought I could never fall.
When our eyes met,
My love for you grew even stronger.
When you left me for her,
My heart shattered into a million pieces.
I thought it would never be able to mend.
But when the next one came into my life,
he put it back together like a puzzle.
Figuring out which piece goes where.
And now I'm wondering,
Did he glue it to stay together forever?
Or did he carelessly just stick them together?
