I broke it.
I couldn't fix it
I couldn't wait
I needed it ready right then
And I was frustrated
So I broke it
It felt good
And then he cried
And sobbed into my arms
His prized possession
Into a million shattered pieces
Could I put it back together?
Maybe.
But it wasn't working
And I still don't know how to fix it.
It may have been the wrong fit, from the beginning.
One part that didn't slide into place like it should
It messed everything up
And I couldn't ignore it
And I couldn't accept it
And I couldn't wait another day
So I broke it.
But I broke him too
And when you break a person
It doesn't matter what you say
Or do
Or the way you pretend it never happened
They're broken
And they won't be fixed by June
And they won't change by May
And maybe if you had waited,
They would have helped you find the missing piece
But you broke them
And some things
You can't fix.
