Broken Hearts, Shattered time

"I held my tongue, as she told me son, fear is the heart of love, so i never went back"

Crushed in an instant

now a lingering pain

sifting through the pieces

searching in the dark

trying to hide the shame

the puzzle takes shape

as the pieces are reassembled

taped together

It looks almost like a heart now

Ruby red gems held together by white gaff tape

stronger now, never to shatter again

from now on just pick a piece

and pull it out, its yours to keep

but wait, don't go yet, take this pen

and sign your name before you leave