In Pieces

When the first cracks appeared
with nothing between them
she was shattered. He just got smashed.
Friends told her to stick it out,
hang on tight,
but pieces came off in her hands.
Loving him to bits wasn’t enough
to hold them together. Gutted,
she fell apart after they broke up.

D A Prince

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