Friday, March 27, 2015

This is how a heart breaks

I broke hearts today.

With the broom and dust pan,
I pick up the pieces
to my heart
and the ones I broke.
There's some solace,
Or as one of my students shared,
There is no brightside.

But there is.
I have a brightside to my future.
I just can't see it yet
as I clean up the mess I made
from all these broken hearts.

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