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Broken Glass
You turned and left without a trace,
No final word, no last embrace;
Maybe I’m better on my own,
Learning to stand and face it alone.
You let me go so easily,
Then turned your back so cold on me;
I gave you everything I had,
And loved you more than all I had.
Now I’m in pieces, shards of glass,
Still holding on to what we had;
I thought somehow that we would last,
But some things break… and break too fast.
You said the words I longed to hear,
Then left me shattered, standing here;
No truth, no reason, just goodbye,
And I’m the one who wonders why.
I tried to hold what couldn’t last,
Now all that’s left is broken glass.
