My brittle heart 💕🥺

 I hate it

I hate the way 

my brittle heart 

keeps losing a piece everyday

too weary to hold back

too weak to resist

leaving the remaining pieces 

too loose to stick together



how I'm I supposed to put it back

when I can't find all the broken off pieces?

even when I try

it looks incomplete 

like a jigsaw puzzle with a missing piece

and too disorganized 

like an unsolved Rubik cube


will it ever get back?

I'm waiting for the magical day

when I meet that unusual magician

directly sent to me

to solve the unsolved mystery

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