How to love a broken heart

Searching eyes find only darkness
Fleeting shadows
Clouds filter all light in desperation
And you feel your way through
Through to the other side
Hold gently
This will be remembered
Accepting breath
Breathe
As you were given breath
Until the sun returns so slowly you don’t even seem to notice
First you feel it your chest
And then on your lips
A smile
A smile you feel 

It is as an infection 

It is a kind of magic

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By

Betty Generic

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