Poem 2- Heartbreak

Now imagine if your heart were to be stepped on without a care in the world.

You would cry, moan, and bend your head down in sorrow, yes?

If you do or act in this way was it really love?

Or are you the type to pretend it didn't hurt? The type to act as though none of this matters to you?

Because those people are the ones hurting the most.

They bottle of emotions until the explode

And explosions all most always hurt someone or something

Heartbreaks are terrible things but some people deserve to be treated as though they are a broken glass

Just because you're confident In yourself does not mean you have to discard others

Don't pray on someone's downfall

Wish them the best and move on or speak your mind and walk away

Nothing is forever love isnt forever

Because if it was heartbreaks wouldn't be a thing

If love truly existed why are the kindest people the ones who get hurt the most

Are they really kind or are they an illusion built to lead us into a dark place?