It wasn’t uncoincidence when us two very broken people come together.
It was as if you brought a needle and I brought thread; we meant to patch ourselves up, but ended up stiching our two broken hearts together.
Isn’t it ironic how you promised to fix my heart, but you left me more shattered than I had been before? Shattered things can’t be fixed but they will still glisten in the sun, and I will shine without you. I will completley detach myself from your toxic grip and finally be