Here is someone describing a quiet kind of loneliness. Whenever the speaker falls apart, the person they care about steps away. The speaker doesn't read this as coldness or lack of love. They offer a gentler explanation: the other person is afraid of being cut by the pieces.
The central image is the speaker's breaking, which turns emotional pain into shattered glass. That makes the speaker's suffering something physical and dangerous to touch. It also hints at how the speaker sees themselves, as someone whose pain might hurt the people nearby, even when they don't mean it to.
The mood is sad but restrained. There is no anger here, only a kind of tired understanding. The short lines and the dash at the end, which leaves the thought hanging, make the poem feel hushed and unfinished, as if the speaker is still waiting for someone to stay. The title, "eimaan," is not explained by the poem itself, so the reading here rests on the text alone.