Please Recycle

She’s fragile,
so be careful.
She’s been broken,
but fixed.
It will happen again,
but she’s
scared.

She is lost.

her heart like a cardboard box
folded over and
stepped on.
She had moments that lasted
forever
like the Sharpie ink used to graffiti her heart,
still written on the inside.
“her + him”
as permanent as scars.

Still the thoughts of “what if’s”
crowd the small space.
Without a care, he picks the box up and throws it.
She crashes and loses herself.
She wants to forget him but she
can’t.

There’s no more space for the hurt,
so she opens the box
and escapes.
She’s in a new place,
but a place she’s been before
without him.

She is found.

She recycles the box,
and sets her mind
free.





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