Heart of that glass of mine
Heart of that glass of mine
My heart is made of glass,
Though it does not have crystalline nobleness
Heart of that glass of mine But transparent and fragile equally
Love you, the reason why I use one pair of handles it holds to in front of you
Hope you can have it in one’s care
I can hope you love it well
Even if just put into pocket conveniently
So long as can experience I am perfectly contented in your body temperature
It is not that you did it on purpose that I know, break it
Know that it is not that you had a heart to grind to grind above later
But it has broken to pieces, the powder powder one is garrulous now
The surface of every powder is you fashionlife99
A gust of wind that the area blow blows away powder of my heart when you leave
You leave, heart of me incomplete too
I put the remaining powder away meticulously
Do a iron box with one’s own self-respect
Set the broken heart free, enter, then lock the box
Far throw away the key again
I wish one day, there were individuals will choose to that key
Happen to find my box, happen not to dislike and avoid my tattered heart again
Mend it well, trying your shade on every section again slowly slowly
