Analysis of To fix this broken bridge

These cinders fall to the waters below,
I am lost, scared, alone,
She felt the urge to burn it and burn it she did,
And here I am… alone, alone.
As my heart pumps and lurches forth
I feel the calm – the urge, “Let go”
This Anniversary… alone, alone.

I confide a hero I could have been
But these ashes and charred remains
Only fall to the sea of brokenness and disappointment
The distance of this canyon only grows
And her green eyes disappear... she fades
“I love you i really do…” she claims from the arrow’s note
“sorry again” I falter… I crumble…
Alone…