Connoisseur Of Broken Hearts

I am a connoisseur of broken hearts.

I keep heart ache under my wing.

Never letting it completely heal.

As soon as it is about to,

I scratch it raw just to make it bleed again.

To induce the pain again.

It’s a reminder!

I concoct mixtures of jealousy, betrayal and loneliness.

I drink to forgot my troubles.

But nothing is more intoxicating than wallowing in self pity.

Hence, I tend not to forget.

Pathetic it may seem ,but so be it.



The worst part of holding the memories is not the pain. It’s the loneliness of it. Memories need to be shared. –Lois Lowry, The Giver


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