The Human Heart
The human heart is a funny thing...
sure it's a weird-shaped organ, but mine doesn't even look like a heart at all.
Its missing pieces, pieces it had taken forcefully, and pieces I had freely given away. It's been broken, and bruised, and broken again, used and abused.
But my heart isn't even mine anymore
You see my heart belongs to my mom, my sister, and the family dog.
It belongs to my first love, and my second, and all the flings and situationships I said I wouldn't catch feelings for but did anyway.
It belongs to my grandmas and grandpas who have long since passed, and whose memories are forever lodged in my brain.
It belongs to my best friends who have always been there for me
And now I wait and make what's left of my mishappen heart at least look like a heart and hope it's good enough for the next person.
The human heart is a weird-shaped funny thing, isn't it...
~ Bby V <3

















