I trusted you with my fragile heart, Knowing it had been shattered apart. I believed you’d guard it, hold it near, But you proved me wrong, my deepest fear. Instead of mending, you cast it away, Breaking it further without delay. Was my heart, my love, my pain so small? That you didn’t hesitate to destroy it all? Were my feelings just a fleeting jest, A fragile thing you couldn’t invest? Was I wrong to trust your enchanting lies, To fall for the stars in your deceitful eyes?