there are so many comparisons for a broken heart, but here's what they all have in common-- sliced open, taken apart, shattered-- every time it is something in pieces. but after you left, my heart wasn't divided, it was still whole, the only difference was--it was all mine. i wish i could share it again.
there are so many comparisons for a broken heart, but here's what they all have in common-- sliced open, taken apart, shattered-- every time it is something in pieces. but after you left, my heart wasn't divided, it was still whole, the only difference was--it was all mine. i wish i could share it again.
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