There are those hearts, that never mend again once they are broken. Or if they do mend, they heal themselves in a crooked and lopsided way, as if sewn together by a careless craftsman.
That is how it is-if it isnt so then the "heart" wasnt borken(in the sense of the word).....Is like a rope-once cut and then again joined a knot will inevitably be there....Commend the writer for the thought so beautifully
better to be an artist than a careless craftsman then... even the most careless work of an artist has something in his work!!..no one understands its modern art!!..he he
yes hearts never mend completely. but they try and heal themselves as a part of moving on. the ones that heal themselves in a crooked and lopsided way, as if sewn together by a careless craftsman are the ones that have found themselves in the wrong place yet again.
when hearts heal there is another layer of hope or chagrin or at best cynicism that is added to make them at least look as good as new.
but then the love that engulf that broken heart, the one that breaks the layers of dismay and finds its home in it is the one that will stay. that is the one that was supposed to be.
it would not have been made that way is it wasn't supposed to be broken. it wouldn't have loved again (at least tried to) is it was supposed to remain unhealed.
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ouch!!
That is how it is-if it isnt so then the "heart" wasnt borken(in the sense of the word).....Is like a rope-once cut and then again joined a knot will inevitably be there....Commend the writer for the thought so beautifully
Hmmmmm! True!
got me thinking...quite true
:( :(
True.
Very true.
better to be an artist than a careless craftsman then... even the most careless work of an artist has something in his work!!..no one understands its modern art!!..he he
yes hearts never mend completely.
but they try and heal themselves as a part of moving on.
the ones that heal themselves in a crooked and lopsided way, as if sewn together by a careless craftsman are the ones that have found themselves in the wrong place yet again.
when hearts heal there is another layer of hope or chagrin or at best cynicism that is added to make them at least look as good as new.
but then the love that engulf that broken heart, the one that breaks the layers of dismay and finds its home in it is the one that will stay. that is the one that was supposed to be.
it would not have been made that way is it wasn't supposed to be broken.
it wouldn't have loved again (at least tried to) is it was supposed to remain unhealed.
@ vagabond
very honestly and aptly put :)
WELL SAID!! *applauds*
very ture... thus they are to be handled very carefuly..
Nice Quote!!
Regards,
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