Shattered

Heartbroken; not even a dim flame of delight. A Window; my heart translucent, reflecting and fragile. Breaking; veins of crevasses and etches within the glass. Delicate; one nudge, one move, one gentle touch. Shattered; exploding into various pieces, ruined. Despair; falling into depression, darkness swallowing what was left. Injured; cuts, wounds, and bruises...attempting to repair the fallen pieces. Friends; unable to mend the broken glass. Family; my own flesh and blood, unable to replace the shattered heart Crush; attempting to fix with his own hands, yet unable to replace the irreplaceable Flirt; taking interest, but unable to solve this very flawed puzzle Love; never been fixable, but where it used to be, is where his heart now lies.