Reflections I found on love…

Sometimes I think

Humans are fucking terrible at love.

No, not think. Know.

Give somebody love and they’ll

Crush it. Hearts like glass

Splintered into a thousand pieces.

It’s too much to sweep up,

Too quiet to hoover.

My heart’s patched with glue.

The stickiness is drying,

I don’t think the shop has any more.

Maybe if someone had handled it


It’d be whole again,

Almost complete

For somebody else.

But instead

We’re fucking terrible

And I’m treading on shards,

Cutting, slicing, tearing skin

At the love I left behind.






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