Her Little Heart

Her little heart can take it all, beating, bruising, breaking.
Her little heart is what keeps her strong, from not going on.
Her little heart is the apple of her core and the apple is starting to rot.
Her pain pushing her little heart to the edge, the loss of the one she loved, the loss of her world, the loss of her other half.
Her brain cant stop putting him thorough it and her heart is just falling, ready to shatter never to be put back together.
Maybe she could love again, maybe she can find someone like him, but I dont think her little heart can do it again.