• I hold my heart out,
    Hoping you’ll be gentle.
    I know of the pain you’ve been through,
    We both had our share of hard times.

    You gently took my heart,
    You were so warm and caring.
    You held it like a newborn baby,
    You held it with grace.

    But than I saw it slipping,
    I saw the pain on your face.
    You struggled with your own heart,
    You couldn’t hand it to me.

    And in your inner turmoil,
    I saw my heart slip.
    It fell from your hands,
    And shattered into dust.

    We both stared,
    Struck by what had happened.
    We both cried tears of sorrow,
    For what each of us had done.

    You wanted to blame yourself,
    I wanted to blame myself.
    We both knew we were equally to blame,
    We both knew your heart couldn’t be moved.

    You turned away from me,
    And silently whispered I’m sorry.
    I just nodded my head,
    And fought back the tears of pain.

    As that door shut behind you,
    I fell to my knees.
    I begged for you to come back,
    We can mend all things broken.

    You never came back,
    And you may never will.
    But I leave with you,
    This final shard of my heart.

    Carry it with you,
    And remember how it felt.
    To hold one another again,
    To be reunited, once more.