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Broken💔
My heart is like glass but there is something wrong. It was broken into pieces, millions and millions of pieces. It was broken by words, the hammer of our existence. The reason why we feel so bad. I wish I can reverse to the time where my heart wasn't so breakable. Where I felt invincible, when I thought I can be told anything and be fine. I was wrong I met my hammer how about you. My hammer was a person I met but it wasn't his words, it was the words he told others. They told me he moved on. They told me that he cared for some other girl. I was heartbroken. I didn't know what to do but cry. Cry myself to sleep cry so much and tell my self I'm not worth the time to be loved the way I do for him that is now why all I feel is numbness and jealousy.