Broken heart

The only heart I broke was mine and I have spent every day trying to put it back together.
The only heart I broke was mine and I have spent every day trying to put it back together.

This couldn’t be more true. I wish I had the strength to write more about this subject tonight but I feel like weights are on my eyes. I need sleep. I am back to not sleeping. Praying that I will sleep. Draw a heart. Show love.

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