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Picking up the pieces . . .

Do you think of her? When you're with me?
Repeat the memories you made together
Whose face do you see?
Do you wish I was a bit more like her?
Am I too loud?
I play the clown to cover up all these doubts

For whatever reason, you develop connections or act on connections that seem effortless.  There is a natural affinity that occurs that you can't explain, but also can't deny that exists.  So you set about making sure that you cultivate this and try to honour the space that it inhabits as well.  You might even be told stories, constant stories, even stories that you don't ask for because you are trying to be supportive and really listen.  But why do people feel the need to tell you things you don't want to know?  Maybe you're not good at speaking up.  Maybe you think about things so differently and just because it is different, it requires more work and time to unpack.  Stop asking yourself questions to produce self-doubt.  You are more than what you think you are, especially all the negative thoughts you hold.  I guess it's hard not to listen to those thoughts, it's just, try not to believe them.

Perfect heart
She's flawless
She's the other woman
Shining in her splendour
You were lost

When you are prone to constant comparisons - not of your own doing of course, how do you react to it?  You might not have the luxury of knowing who you are being compared to, but it shouldn't deter from the fact that comparisons are being made.  You have to wonder sometimes why they need to make sense of their feelings in that way - by using you in that sense.  Not using you in an abusive way (I guess that's debatable) but more as a means for them to try and understand their own feelings about love.  You just happen to be on the scene.  But I guess it depends too on how many individuals you come across who talk about relationships in these terms - by comparing you to what they had, and wondering if they have changed since those times. Doesn't make it any easier on you of course - just pays to keep it in mind.

Now she's gone
And I'm picking up the pieces 
I watch you cry
But you don't see that I'm the one by your side
'Cause she's gone
In her shadow is it me you see?
'Cause all that's left is you and I
And I'm picking up the pieces she left behind

You might not be the person they want at their side.  They might not even know who they particularly want by their side - because they can't stand to be alone with their own thoughts anyway.  We need to remember that when people are going through the trauma of the heart, you by their side, will be the last person on their mind as they try to process why they are feeling the way that they do.  You might get to witness some moments of heartbreak that comes with the sad realisation that things will never be the same again.  But that's how things go right?  Nothing stands still - nothing stays the same.  We are always different in different situations and react differently.  If you are starting to pick up the pieces of someone else's heart, you just need to be careful not to lay down your own broken pieces at the same time, because nobody but you, will pick them up.



I found a photograph
You look so happy are you missing the way it used to be?
And I have changed this room around more lately
It's clear that we and these four walls
Still known as hers and yours

Picking up pieces also means that you help to clean up the sordid mess that people find themselves in.  You won't have caused any of the drama that has to lead them to this place, but they are aware that someone like you in their lives means that you are 'well put together'.  You come across as an individual who knows what she wants in her life, someone who has goals dreams and desires that you are actively working towards achieving.  Why should you be confined by the room that you find yourself standing in?  We are only in rooms for specific times of our life - it's more to do with the living that we do within walls that make all the difference in your world.  You need to remember that. 

Are we liars in denial?
Are we smoke without the fire?
Tell me please is this worth it?
I deserve it

What do you have to lie about?  People are always scared to reveal their true feelings in any connection - whether it's a friendship or a relationship.  They may never feel comfortable enough to be able to reveal their true feelings because they have always been rejected to some extent in the past, so they cannot come to trust themselves when it comes to matters of the heart.  What are you in denial about?  I can tell you, once you stop denying reality, you start to live a more true, authentic and genuine life.  Nobody can impose their feelings on you, only you have the power to determine how to feel a certain type of way about your own damn feelings. Don't let anybody else try and tell you otherwise.

Oh I'm picking up the pieces of a broken heart
Who will save them? Who will save them?
I'm picking up the pieces
Oh I'm picking up the pieces
Somebody save me

I hope that you only pick up the pieces of a broken heart because you choose to.  There is nothing worse than being expected to pick up the pieces of broken hearts that have no intention of loving you in kind.  Save yourself your own trauma, by graciously pointing out to the other person whose broken heart is in pieces on the floor and teach them, coach them, how to pick up their own heart.  It is not an ideal situation to be in, but it is most definitely the best thing that needs to happen so that they can be more self-sufficient without you so that you don't feel responsible for problems that are not your own and that, just for once, whoever has a broken heart, becomes well versed in picking up the pieces. . . 

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