And then she held my heart 
took it apart, and  figured it out.
As a result; she learned
how vulnerable it was.
It might need some stiches,
Or just time for it to heal.
 
However, she never took the time 
to ask herself how different was
my heart from hers.
Perhaps; she could
have understood
how to fix
her heart 
instead...
 
Kattya M.

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