Broken

No you’re heart
Wasn’t made to broken, wasn’t meant to be in pieces
It was made to be loved on by someone who never leave it
Wasn’t made to be left out in the middle of the pourin’ rain, I know you’ve been mad but girl this ain’t yesterday
And I’m gonna show ya
That baby your heart
Wasn’t made to be broken
Wasn’t made to be broken

I creeped on your YouTube play history.  You had listened to this; I’m not the biggest Cole Swindell fan, so I can be assured that this was not something I would have listened twice too…

But I feel like I live in secrecy I went behind your back and found the song; googled the lyrics. Two things came to mind.

• how sweet if he hears this song, hears the lyrics and thinks of me. And in that moment my heart fluttered; because no matter what there is a piece of love still remaining, and I felt guilty. Guilty for ever doubting that he loved me….

But then that sneaky devil appeared; and that damn devil said OR it is option 2….

• he thinks of her.  He feels remorse for hurting her. Because he really did love her. He had a plan for what he thought was a better, easier future. You know – the grass is greener on the other side fantasy.  Almost his apology song to her.

Then I wanted to shut down.

So much like most of the songs I’ve shared lately, this one is completely open-ended and up for the readers interpretation. I can’t speak on something I know nothing of.