in case you fail to notice. in case you fail to see.

this is my heart. [bleeding before you blah blah blah]; jewel was a drama queen but she definitely knew what was up when it came to her heart.
okay so that isn't really my heart. let's pretend.
it's tender.
it's sympathetic.
it's held together with duct tape. (due to it being dropped and carelessly handled in the past.)
however, plenty of people have hearts (shattered, broken, split, ripped apart, etc.) held together.
we are a strong bunch, no? we're still breathing, right? blood continues to venture to all parts of the body, correct?
don't make me miserable about my duct tape in the hope that i'll choose a different type of glue.





same old story,
not, much to say
hearts are broken
everyday...