Broken hearts........

When someone rips your heart to shreds,
You reach for you're needle and thread.
Hoping it will help heal you're inside,
Dreaming to feel the pain subside.
The pain is worse than a thousand deaths,
A burning, fiery chasm withing you're chest.
The heartache, the pain, the fear,
All those things you don't want near.
To prevent the pain you can't get too close,
But being close to the one you love is essential.
Or you would'nt know what love truly is,
You would only know half of what it is.
The pain of a broken heart is a part of life,
It is a part of love and part of who you are.
To discover the true meaning of love,
You may have to suffer many broken hearts...............


                                                                                                                        By: The Crazy Girl