Love Life

The love of my life has arrived into my heart. He's holding my shattered, broken pieces of my heart, But he's not gentle with it. He's playing with my gentle, fragile heart. Fidgeting with my heart, almost breaking it once again. I don't wanna trust him, my brain tells me to do it, but my heart continues to be inlove with him. He's walking down the hallway with my fragile heart, it's cracking as he walks. His hands are caressing? No.. He's trying to shatter my heart once again. He shattered it.