Fragile

I wanted to hear your voice one more time,

so I called to say goodbye.

It's clear that you're over me.

I'm not sure how that happened,

but I will recover.

Just know that I have to protect my heart now.

I have my limits,

and you've crossed them.

I burned my own bridges

so I couldn't find my way back to you

even if I wanted to.

It won't matter if you change

or if you want me back.

My face is flint.

I can't image how I'm going to

get my heart back.

But once I do,

I won't relinquish it again

to the same one who broke it.

One thing I've learned---

love is fragile.

It can break,

even when we don't want it to.