Beautifully Broken
His dark brown eyes.
His dark brown hair.
All of the cute thinks about him,
That cause me to stare.
He's so lost.
Fallen off track.
There's so many choices he's made,
That he can't take back.
Like a complicated puzzle,
With a missing piece.
I can't stand standing in the sidelines,
Watchind his faith decrease.
He's beautifully broken,
Lovely at the torn seams.
When he gifts me with a smile,
It's like sunshine gleams.
His laughter, his voice.
His warmth, his touch.
He's never enough,
Yet he's way too much.
Delicate and fragile.
Unstabley bound.
Constantly searching for the answers,
That are no where to be found.
I'd try to save him,
Try to save him from himself.
But i'd only be,
Only be hurting myself.
Because a broken heart,
Is like a broken mirror.
And when you try to pick up the pieces,
You'll only see clearer.
That you'll only be left to bleed.
Cuts all covering your hands.
Because he was too broken,
Too broken to understand.
Why you loved him,
Loved him for everything he was,
And everything he wasn't.
Although you think he is worth something,
Nothing will change him from thinking that he doesn't.
Yearn for him, want,
But that's all you'll ever be able to do.
He's beautifully broken,
And if he doesn't love himself,
Then he can't possibly love you.
Copyright © Delia Danielle | Year Posted 2010
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