Are we so irreparably broken ? has the sunlight been torn out of our souls to be smothered with darkness ? we are shadows, ghosts of wo we once pretended to be . fools who have had the terrible inconvinience of falling in love and falling apart . blessed are we who wear our pain like armor . we have given parts of ourselves that could never , would never, be returned . our souls have burst into constellations exploding into the universe leaving us empty but oh so relieved . we live o be torn apart so long as someone carries a piece of us . weve known loss, the greatest one being ourselves . our hearts dance with silently craving the embrace of the ligh . its a waltz weve become accustomed to. we are lucky though, those of hardened hearts , . we are well acquainted with biting tongues and tasting salt on cheeks .we are lucky for we have strength. our greatest attribute. we are beautifuuly composed of broken pieces with stories to tell, sewn together tightly, transforming us into the being the universe destined us to be . we are not gentle or delicate. we glow with all the stars in the galaxy we fall apart and fal together in magnificent chaos.