Scrap yard

How I yearn for her excellence to be mine only. I had her once in this vulnerable state only to let it slip it away like an automobile once so lovely and shiny now just happy to be a part of the scrap yard where she can at least look at parts that can be saved. I yearn as this old car does for her to pull something out of this broken down love and see if she can use it again. Are there any parts that she could find worthy of keeping or are am I  ready to be smashed up to be completely junked forever.  I long to only stay in the junkyard for her to come back to so maybe she could salvage something from our lost love. I wait alone but see no future and like a song I heard on the radio I need to be a king without her. It's hard though when your in a scrapyard.