The pleasant past, modern day tragedies and love songs

[zackistruant]

The wooden boy, figment made of shards of glass
stacked, loved and cried upon
wished for and left wanting
the girl who'd love the wooden boy, queen of a house of cards
beautiful mess. breathtaking
left longing, aching for something dark and real

I dont know how to finish this. I'll come back to it. 
It made a hole and its my fault