the plates are in the sinc
the glasses are in the drawer
the juice jar is still intact
nothing is broken
the windows have no holes
the doors are still standing
safe and sound
nothing is broken but my spirit
nothing is broken but my soul
nothing is broken but my heartđŸ’˜
it’s broken into pieces
it’s shattered into the ground
piece by peace…into pieces
I feel sorry for my “poor”heart
it’s the only one I have
it’s the only one cherish
they say time heals
they say time numbs the pain
but I’m still waiting for my turn
the hurt hit home
the pain is too much
I can’t even deal
the plate are in the sinc
glasses đŸ¥‚ still in the drawer
nothing is broken..but my heart.