You broke my heart.
And normally.
I'm good at puzzles.
Except this time.
There are too many.
Pieces.
Maybe you know.
How to fit them.
Back together.
Because I have.
Not a single clue.
Not one.
YOU ARE READING
They made me write something here
PoetryBoxes and keys. That's all life is. But you must look hard. To know the difference. Between a chain. And a pair of wings.
