Monday, October 21, 2019
Heart Shaped Stickers
There is a shop
down the street from me that repairs broken hearts and shattered dreams. A little old man runs it and provides hugs for 50 cents. He wears khaki pants and a smile as people past him and his shop. He once told me that I'm shattered, sad, and broken but that he could fix me. He told me that I am the reason love and pain are both four letter words. He told me I was born from pain and ran over by love, but he the master, he had this handled. He put red heart shaped stickers all over my chest and told me that it would make me feel whole again. He was right, it did but after a couple weeks the stickers started to curl around the edges and fall off onto the ground. Shattering all my hopes and dreams of being whole again. The little old man in khakis told me that in order to fix what was shattered I had to remember what loss was like. He said to me "you have to find the love within the loss and pain. You have to remember that the things, the people you cherish, they change. I did not fix you because you were already whole. You are half pain and half love and that is true for all magical things. You just needed some more hearts to cherish to remind you of this. If you wish to feel more whole, share more love, the devastation, the pain of heartbreak does not matter because the feelings of joy that love brings you is everlasting. There are many more heart shaped stickers in the world to love, I hope you find them.
-M.D.L
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