Be careful—my heart is broken—and you could fall in
John J. Geddes.
“...glass words for you, Belovedrain beads from an abacus of pain...”
“...within invisible walls of dreams, we live a life that might have been...”
“children need calmtheyre artists”
“deprived of magic, wonder wanes”
“had almost forgotten the wet brush of your kisses soft as April snowflakes”
“I get mixed up with the life we led and the life I imagined”
“The heart was made to be broken.”
“He does something to me, that boy. Every time. Its his only detriment. He steps on my heart. He makes me cry.”
“Was it hard?" I ask.Letting go?"Not as hard as holding on to something that wasn't real.”
