Forget about love. About finding it. Forget about your heart that breaks like porcelain. No, something more difficult to sweep up off the floor. Your heart like glass. Forget about it. You will go on anyway, no matter how many shards are left scattered across the years. Forget about the people you broke too. The ones you couldn’t get out from under your skin. Forget about things that remind you that love is the color of bleeding. Forget about what you used to heal the wounds. Forget about love. Forget about being alone when you are alone and just be … Continue reading Just be …