My Broken Heart

April 7, 2010
I run into him in the hallway

He asks: "Why are your arms crossed over your chest?"

I say: "Im holding my heart together. You tore it into pieces and now I have to do this until I find someone to fix it.."

He says: "Well maybe if you can give me another chance, I can fix it."

I say: "No thanks. This doesnt hurt that bad. My heart breaking again because of you would hurt ten times worse."

(I walk away)





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