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.