A beating heart once broken, shattered to pieces, longing for the pain to subside..
As a years pass, of wandering if she were good enough
if she were the only one to feel misplaced, like there were a place of importance that she had no mindful about
, thinking catches her off guard like the wind ,
an unwanted draft..
That makes her chest cave in from time to time..
wondering if she shall find what was rightfully hers until it was stolen and unremarkably misplaced....