'Broken Heart' Poem by Essambeh Ebai Essambeh

How broken can my heart be again?
How broken can the memories still be from yesterday?
How broken can it be after all these years,
Sixth was the number, I lost another beautiful pearl.
Shattered to pieces and buried in the earth is where the parts remain,
a fraction of my heart is where all those memories are finally left when I still think about today.
Trying to relive those memories, trying to bring them back,
But each time I try, I realize I'm only left with another broken heart.