Broken heart, aching heart. I kept you by me, even when it felt useless for me to try and start. Battered and busted, tired and treacherous, I used the last bit of strength in myself that I could muster. On and off, it will hurt and break, whats the answer, only time knows and only time could take. What happens next only I can handle, only I can stomach, overcome and shake. If I gave it to you ,would you keep it in a safe place or smash it like a vase,watch it shatter and break?