How does the heart pump blood when its broken?
same way one can act in a great way with less words spoken.
Love is both a word and a feeling that sometimes can leave you hopeless but if the feeling is mutual it can take you to places not even the rains can find you.
Like a football match Love nowadays is considered a game and we told not to hate the players so as soon as they score, we start to think our lives revolve around 90 minutes and we go home with a heavy load of pain and shame plus the hurt becomes the image reflected in the mirror, but why dont you take the mirror and smash onto the ground, take the pieces and compare them to the tears coming out from your eyes, the difference comes in when you realise that you dont share the same fate and that goes back to the question i asked first, how does the heart pump blood when its broken? its all plain and simple...you have purpose!
If she was a colour, she would be blue,
broken on the inside with no desire to start anew, she was the bearer of bad news and started to believe her existence was defined by unaldeterated sorrow with no hope for a superordinate tomorrow.
With her pride stolen at a tender age, she was the composer of her life story so she had no one to help her start up a new page, her heart full of enmity and no room for love as she believed it was all a myth, left with no one to fight this cruel world with.
How do you live with yourselves?
How do you not think of the families that suffer the pain and loss of their beloved?
Like what do you Gain?
The truth in His word is evident
the proof lays in what this pen Indites
am only Here to resurrect what was left of it