I think our hearts are always broken, even if just a little.
Even in the midst of an epic love, there are wounds....holes....cracks.
I don't think we are ever fully whole. I don't think we can be. Our circumstances are constantly changing Our lives continuously morphing into the next day's person.
I just hope that the experiences we keep experiencing, the breaths we keep breathing, fill the old cracks, holes, wounds, as we get new ones.
Our hearts are always broken, but I pray it's just broken a little.
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