The Glory Of Heartbreak

We have romanticized heartbreak for too long....

Turned it into an experience that marks maturity.

But these wounds are not beautiful. No matter how pretty the words we write them with are.
It is not a fad. It is not a marker of life growth. You see poetry on heartbreak and you tell him it's beautiful. But he used blood for ink, and his scars for the paper.

Wounded

You reached out to me and I and took your hand.

I told myself I won't let you pull me in to deep.

You were broken… and I was determined to fix that.

I was fragile…  but I threw caution to the wind.