I don’t try to fight the heart break. Not anymore, and never again. Because the heart break just reminds me that I’m still here, I’m still kicking. And it reminds me of how fortunate I have been, to have the chance to care again.
What sound did your heart make when it broke for the first time?
J. Westenberg

I always try to repress my feelings when my heart gets broken. I had never thought that I might see it from a positive angle of view as you expressed in this paragraph. Much appreciation.

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