• quiet_girl 35w

    Broken glass

    When you met me I was like broken glass 
    all along the floor.
    You wanted to pick up my pieces 
    and put me back together.
    but I wasn't sure what for.
    everyone had always just broken me,
    just cut me down,
    never really cared how what they said hurt me.
    then you came along and picked up my pieces,
    but something about you was so different I could see.
    then one day you looked into my eyes,
    and all my broken pieces came back together.
    and at that moment i knew,
    thay we would be forever.