Pieces

There I was, holding the pieces of my heart in my hands,
Not sure how to glue them back together,
So many people tried to help but it never really helped,
The picture was different each time.

There you were, holding the pieces of your heart in your hands,
You looked more composed than I did and I never would’ve guessed.
But when the floodgates opened the darkness started seeping through the cracks,
You were lost no matter how hard you tried to cover it up.

There we were, trying to put the pieces of our heart back together,
We knew we were broken beyond repair and were trying to recreate an old picture,
Something that we were before our hearts were shattered into a million pieces,
Trying to get back to who we were before although we knew that would never happen.

Here we are, traveling down the same path, the light at the end of the tunnel hazy,
The only light coming from inside us and guiding each other on,
Picking and pushing each other on every time we fall, trying to survive another day.
As long as you’re there and I’m here I’ll be okay because this is where we’re meant to be.