A Broken Heart
There’s something beautiful in
A broken heart,
The way it leans toward hope and restoration,
Despite the doubts and despair that creep in the darkest times.
There’s something mysterious in
A broken heart,
The way it longs for affection and to be repaired,
Especially by those same hands that destroyed it.
There’s something redeeming in
A broken heart,
The way it sees other souls in love or in pain,
And can both rejoice and comfort because it’s experienced both.
There’s something beautiful in
A broken heart,
The way it learns, once again, to take a chance on love,
Even though it can never be too sure that it won’t break again.
