Maybe I don’t get the hearts of other people
As I sometimes think I do,
Maybe my love is not enough,
And perhaps they all find better in the new.
Or maybe I had to be the lesson
Who got the tailings, pieces, and the scraps
So I can put them back together,
For another who is meant to walk down that path.
Because now everyone seems to have changed
After my healing touched their scars and damage,
And now I wonder if my time will ever come,
To have someone patch up my sorrows.

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