The wrong blow

by Kavita

Your heart is like a rock that breaks occasionally. Every time it breaks, you rebuild it bigger and stronger. I have lived a life believing that my heart always puts me on the right path. I have let it break but have never refused to face the blow, knowing very well that it can only shine more with every challenge. Until few days ago. Or so I am told.

I decided to protect my heart and chose a comfortable stand, where people who keep throwing it around cannot reach. 

Did I betray myself? 

 

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