They said you were going to be a heartbreaker,
Have guys lined up around the block,
Have your pick of the perfect guy,
Find the one; and live happily ever after.

You were supposed to be the heartbreaker.
But you were the one who was broken.
You fell and fell hard,
You didn’t find the perfect guy,
There was no happy ever after.

The heartbreaker is broken,
Standing here super glued together,
The shattered pieces haphazardly
Put back together and ready to break
Again, at any moment. 

Afraid to fall again,
But hopeful to put the pieces
Back together, without cracks,
Without feeling afraid. 
Not to be broken,
And not to be the breaker.
They said you were going to be a heartbreaker – 
They were wrong.

T. Marina