Locked 🔒

I gave my heart to an angel who didn't know what to do with it and at the end of our play time he dropped it and broke it. Now my heart sits shattered on the floor feeling like it's being stepped on. All because I trusted the wrong person with it.....again! Maybe one day I'll learn to keep it to myself because clearly it's not meant to be given away. It's been shattered many times before and I always find the way to glue it back together. But, you know what the thing about glueing broken things back together is? The cracks don't go away. So it always hurts a little. I think mine has enough cracks and has endured enough abuse that I need to protect it. It's time to lock it in a shatterproof box and hold on to it like the treasure that it is.