Broken Pieces Poem by Jasmine Malave

I'll be picking up these broken pieces,
of this red glass.
Keep picking it up,
until it bleeds.
These broken pieces,
had shattered into millions of shards.
I've cut myself,
while trying to fix it.
By thinking of you,
this red glass,
shatters again.
Because it yearns for you...
beats just for you.
I try picking it up,
but it just ends up breaking again.
My heart can't take it anymore,
If only you could help me,
then it would stay together.
These broken pieces would never be here,
if you would'nt have left.