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Broken Glass

by LostInTime

You know how they say that we should never get too close to broken glass? That we might get hurt? Isn’t that the same with humans? If we get too close to a broken person, we could get hurt too as I found out the hard way. When that person comes into your life, it messes with you. It cuts you deep. And the closer you get, the more blood it draws. The pain becomes addicting. You never want it to stop. Now put yourself in the broken person’s shoes. How they feel every time they hurt someone. Image watching as you unintentionally hurt the other. The person you love. The only person you have loved and will ever love. Your heart is as fragile as glass and all it takes is one little hit to break it. Once it’s broken, it’s hard to put back together. Am I saying it wasn’t worth it? No. I am saying just be careful what you ask for. You just get what you wish for.
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Published
Oct 9, 2016
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