Cracked

I once said, you can only feel what you allow your heart to feel. So now I'm allowing my heart to grieve, to drown in self pity. How I envy some people, who are able to move on, and leave others to pick up the shattered pieces.

Hey, you see. Heart can be mended. It can be glued back. But the cracks remain as a painful reminder.

Yes, I'm forever cracked. Thank you.

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