No More

She gave her heart

so many times.

And they gave it back to her,

in pieces.

So she picked up the pieces

and glued them together,

just so she could

give it to someone else.

Again.

And guess what?

He broke her heart.

Again.

But in a way no one

had ever done before.

This time she

would not pick up.

She would not

glue it back together.

She would not

give it as a present.

“No more”,

she said.

So she left it there,

and

she left.