hearts get broken. it happens all the time. and it's not something that is exclusive to lovers. friends and families are equally capable of doing the damage. i think that that's why disappointment hurts more than anything else. it's like a little chisel being hammered into your heart. this morning, while thinking of a series of disappointments, i ran across my tree. my broken heart tree. and with this tree came the reminder to love unconditionally, for better or worse. i can't let other peoples actions turn me into someone i am not. i can feel the sad, and i can feel the mad, but in the end, even though disappointment has been chiseled into my heart, i can't allow others to defeat me. every chisel creates a crack that can turn into a new branch. and every branch allows me to open my arms into a bigger embrace. i'm not waiting open armed for disappointment to find me, but when it does, i know that ever chisel is just going to make me stronger. after all, at least my heart is still beating. and why waste a beating heart on a fallen cause.
xoxo.
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