Sweep away the broken glass
Some things were never meant to last
Don't cut your skin on things that linger in the past
Be sure to clear away the shards
Lest a piece should pierce your heart
Taking splinters with your fingers is an art
And it's so late to finally learn
That perhaps you missed a turn
And all the signs that showed you where you could have gone
You let them go
And so they flew
And never once looked back to you
Thought opportunity was endless
You were wrong
