Do what you need to do.
Scream and cry.
Drive around with the music loud enough to drown out your thoughts.
Dance.
Throw yourself into something you love.
But don't ever let someone tell you how you should heal yourself.
Healing is on its own clock.
So is your heart.
m.k.
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When the Heart Breaks
PoetryNo one wants to know that your heart isn't whole. Let them hear it anyways. m.k. (I do not own any images)
