The heart is fragile
The heart is a fragile thing,
So easily shattered by just one sting.
A love once pure and true,
Now torn apart by what's been done and said anew.

The pain of heartbreak echoes loud and long,
A constant reminder of what went wrong.
The memories haunt the broken soul,
As they struggle to find a way to be whole.

But time heals all wounds they say,
And the heart will mend in its own way.
New love will come and take its place,
And the pain of heartbreak will slowly fade away.
© Laks