She cried a stain into your shirt,

her mistake – she didn’t mean to

She should have held her head up,

instead she fell apart right next to you.

She tried to catch the pieces

as they broke and crashed and fell.

She tried to pull them  all together,

but your words did all too well.

Nothing went back where it came from.

Your kiss fit differently than before.

Some parts were too far gone,

She left them shattered on the floor.

You held what was left of her that night,

until the morning came.

She pulled what she could together,

but she won’t ever work the same.