'm holding my cracked heart tightly with trembling hands, afraid that if I ever let go it'll break all over again. I know it will, I know, but I'm still trying to hold it up in one piece, hoping you would still want to accept it and fix yours together with this.

Maybe we can make one complete heart using ours, maybe my pieces and yours will fit so we will have a new one instead of two broken hearts.

I'm afraid if I ever let go I would break my heart down and loose some pieces, some pieces that might be used to fix yours and complete ours.