A heart of glass,
So pure and delicate,
Stunning, yet every imperfection on display,
The sound of its beats, like a storm warning through the windows.
Others had hazy hearts she couldn't seem to peer into,
Intentions hidden from view,
Yet she trusted, hoping the mist would fade.
A heart of glass,
Once shattered, irreparably scarred.
Once fractured, it inflicted pain on those who tried to mend it.
So, no one dared, knowing they'd bleed in vain.
Her heart simply wasn't worth losing a drop of blood for.
