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.