Healing a broken heart is not an easy task.
I started with tissue paper. I figured, it would absorb the worst of it, and I could dispose of it easily. But it stuck. It left little pieces behind and won’t seem to go away.
I tried a bandaid, next. I figured it would hold the pieces together while I figured things out. But hearts are slippery, you know, and the bandaid slid right off.
Finally I found some gauze. I tucked it in deep, and it stayed for a while. Maybe, this was the answer to my problems. My heart began to heal around it.
But no, because when the time came to take it away, bits of my heart were stuck to it, clinging and ripping the wound bigger than it was before.
I don’t know how to fix a broken heart.
I’ll get there.
