I heard the sound of glass shattering,
like elegant pearls spilling all over the floor.
And I did not know how to clean them up.
And I did not know how to put them back together, on my own.
And I noticed the sound I heard came from me.
And I realized it was my heart.
And then I realized how fragile I was.
(thoughts from one of those once apon a time moments...)
She's Having a Baby
5 years ago