Glue For The Broken-Heart

How many times a heart is broken?
All together still spots are open
Why are there missing pieces?
And they are increasing,
The hard truth is; they have been stolen.

In real life humans lie and cheat
Hearts are not brand new, are incomplete,
You can try paste and glue
The center produces new,
Is that how I can make it complete?

At the core, something can’t be taken
There is no way it could be given
It’s indestructible
Also expandable,
Feel it, self-love has been awakened.

You'll meet people eventually
Giving you a love piece specially,
Life is so worth living
And it’s so forgiving,
Be reminded, intentionally.

If you're thinking; There are no pieces left!
The thief needed it, forgive the theft,
You feel, it is unfair
A unique love and rare,
Remember your power from your chest.

Here I am, my heart in hands is out
Please be my guest, take a piece I shout,
Am I afraid of falling?
Nah, I will be flying,
My love is endless, that’s all about.

By A Vagrant Poet