A letter to my broken heart.

To my broken heart, I'm sorry that I rip the wings of every butterfly that dares flutters near you. It's just that you've been broken too many times, sometimes shattered. You are so full of love, but sometimes you receive the most hate. You are the strongest, yet so fragile. You carry joy like light, but people dim you down. You paint the most beautiful dreams, but sometimes the world rips it apart. You are so pure, that a little love restores your broken pieces, like a toddler with candy. But I've held your broken pieces way too many times. To my pure little heart, I'll do everything I can to protect you, Even if I have to rip their wings off.