The words were all spoken. The minutes all spent. The promises all broken. Nothing left to mend.
If I shout from the rooftops. That my heart is broken beyond repair. Will the screams help me heal? As my many years of silence. Have not brought the stitches home.
They say to fix a broken vase you need two equal parts. One part resin. One part hardener. Only 1:1 amounts can catalyse and fix cracks. And hearts. I guess you were never the epoxy type.