Experienced Love

The heart made from crystal glass was never meant to be broken.
The shattered shards
Spilling out such as a deck of cards.
Bruised bested broken and stolen.

Give it away this heart of glass.
Cast it off and grow no new one.

All he did was hold it as if it were just a token.
Young love.
Love dove.
Left me bear exposed and open.

You broke my heart.
But i broke yours.
Who broke whos first is of no concern to the pain we felt.
So you call me your love dove.
And i hold my tongue and carve out my heart
I place it in a stone container wrapped in my ice filled soul.
Awaiting the day where its truly safe to say...
Forever yours and always.