Hold my heart in your hands and be gentle with it. It’s fragile like crystal; it would smash if you dropped it and there would be no way of putting it back together again. I trust you with all my heart so please be careful – take care of it like your life depends on it.
Watch my delicate heart fall from your careless hands. Watch it break into a thousand tiny pieces, scattering all over the floor in every direction. Look at the ugly, broken shards that are left from what used to be a beautifully precious heart that I trusted you to look after.
Don’t get down on your knees to pick up the pieces. Don’t try to slide each small piece back together again. Don’t pretend you want to fix something you don’t care about. You’ve done enough damage.
Turn around and walk away. Let me stare at your back as leave with my broken heart lying on the floor. Leave me to pick up the pieces and clean this ugly mess up. Let me blame myself and take all the responsibility. Let me cry myself to sleep at night and suffer many sleepless nights. Let me pick up the broken pieces and hold them in my hands. Let me hold them close to me, nursing them in my arms, as tears stream uncontrollably down my face.
You’ve broken my heart. I can’t trust you anymore.
Lucy Rebecca x