Andrea L. Becker Poem by Moth Harris

Broken hearts shatter like glass
It was so hard to put away the past
Now my hearts together
and it should last

Before you I had nights alone
Waiting by the phone
For a familiar voice
A choice I made so long ago
A choice I made to let you go
Now I just want you to know
I’m so glad I ended up with you

I was so broken
I was stuck in the past
Just blowing with the wind
Like a piece of trash
But I guess one’s trash is the next one’s treasure
So baby I hope your treasure me forever