My eyes refuse
to tear away, 
from the 
brokenness 
in you. 

Perhaps it's because I once knew that feeling awfully well, too.

Don't cower away; don't hide. I promise I won't hurt you.

There's nothing
stopping you now, 
you beautiful, 
beautiful creature — 
you just don't notice. 

I'll pick up all 
the shattered fragments 
of your heart
he carelessly 
discarded.

I'll piece you back
one by one,
till you're as good as new;
till you're a freshly cut diamond,
and everyone is pining for you.

I can't stand seeing such a precious creature wounded.

I won't go 
anywhere, 
love. 

So please, 
please —
don't go.