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You broke my heart

Into a thousand pieces

and scattered them

on the floor

I sat looking at them...

Waiting.

I suppose

that like a fool,

I thought

you would pick them up

once you saw

what a mess

you had made.

But you didn't.

You simply turned

and left me

to patch it together

any way I saw fit.

So I began with glue

then moved on to cement.

Forgoing the parts

that moved

Favoring the shape-making parts.

You should be pleased

my heart no longer

beats for you...

or anyone for that matter.

It stands still

Cold,

Silent,

and empty.