Broken Glass

Smashed.
Sharp glass.
Broken.
My heart's love token.
Bleeding slowly,
Hurts so bad.
His beautiful smile
Makes me sad...
And yet...
I love him still.
He can make my day,
Any day;
Can make my pain
Go away...
But chooses to teace
And play...
He brings joy to my heart,
Tears to my eyes,
Jitters to my stomach,
And tells a lot of lies...
And yet...
I love him still.