Heart

Got it broken last night.

Yet the shattered pieces still learn how to fight.

They're millions now.

Fighting for only one: whole and happy.

Then they learned to be weary,

Stayed still, took a rest.

Thinking if they would go or just embrace home back.

Will take time to be whole again?

Or will still fight for him?

Will just step back and let it go?

Or will keep going to let him know?

It'll take courage to just be broken

But it will take courage too, to be whole again.