There’s a reason I said I’d be happy alone. It wasn’t ‘cause I thought I’d be happy alone. It was because I thought if I loved someone and then it fell apart, I might not make it. It’s easier to be alone, because what if you learn that you need love and you don’t have it? What if you like it and lean on it? What if you shape your life around it and then it falls apart? Can you even survive that kind of pain? Losing love is like organ damage. It’s like dying. The only difference is death ends. This? It could go on forever.’ - Meredith Grey (Grey’s Anatomy)
You say you have a broken heart
I tell you I know
You ask me how
Because I’ve been watching you
I watched you fall for him and I watched as he caught you
But only for a moment as his love wasn’t strong enough and I watched him drop you
Should I have said something before.
No. You’re grown up.
You saw the signs but like a drunk driver you went over the limit
I wasn’t about to be your traffic officer because you were happy
You love your broken heart
I try to pick up the pieces but you blow them away
I glue them together and you just smash again
I polish the rugged edges and you just make more cracks
I try to love but you love the pain
You’re a good girl
And somehow this cruel world tries to dilute your pureness so it gives you a bad boy
Your arms are so warm and loving but the world gives you a guy with a cold heart to hold
Your eyes have a smile of their own but the world gives you something to cry about
Your being, your soul your existence is nothing short of a miracle, aq blessing, divine favour, a gift to all those around you
Except him. He doesn’t see it. He doesn’t see in you what you see in him and dammit he will NEVER see you the way I see you.