do you fix a wheel that isn't broken, or do you wait until the cart collapses?
I had the heart of the relationship, and no body to grow it in... It broke.
What is right, in the end, is not always what it seems to be, and some rules are better broken.
Here's what no one ever tells you about love: it hurts, having your heart broken
After a certain point, a heart with so many stress fractures can never be anything but broken.
Once you had put the pieces back together, even though you may look intact, you were never quite the same as you'd been before the fall.
High school students were cannibals; they fed off your broken heart while you watched and then shrugged and offered you a bloody, apologetic smile.
I could think whatever I wanted to, but realized that any promises I made myself were destined to be broken.
But there is a different between mending someone who's broken and finding someone who makes you complete.
Until this moment, I had not realized that someone could break your heart twice, along the very same fault lines.
I always hated when my scars started to fade, because as long as I could still see them, I knew why I was hurting.