the night is dark and cold,
only the neon moon exists up above,
it was heavy, a goodbye was told
my heart cracks up and bleeds with love
I pray to heavens for these smithereens,
I am young and I don't long for what could have been's,
I may hit rock bottom but I will preen
these smithereens of an old soul,
so that when the right man who is unforeseen,
arrives to hold my preened heart made whole.
IA
May 22, 2020
May 22, 2020 at 1:02 PM UTC
the night is dark and cold,
only the neon moon exists up above,
it was heavy, a goodbye was told
my heart cracks up and bleeds with love
I pray to heavens for these smithereens,
I am young and I don't long for what could have been's,
I may hit rock bottom but I will preen
these smithereens of an old soul,
so that when the right man who is unforeseen,
arrives to hold my preened heart made whole.
IA
For BLT's word of the day challenge: Preen.
A brief message to people who have gone through the tough times and ended up breaking their own hearts, don't lose hope, love is a really tough, complicated yet paradoxically simple thing in life.
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