Today I received a timely reminder from a friend about some words I had written a few years ago. It sparked this letter on love that I bring to you today
She was one of those women that learnt about what love is through what love is not.
Through messy hearts that couldn’t hold hers, throughout reckless hands that carelessly let her heart slip through their fingers only realising what they had the moment it shattered all over the floor.
Watching on as she gathered the tiny fragments of her heart with tear…
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