She danced with him with her head on his shoulders and let him twirl her around in his sludgy web of broken vows.
And she just smiled.
So lost in his eyes that she tripped over her own jar of hearts. She spilled tears over her foolishness and looked over her love, only to meet his re-treating back.
Instead of staying, he left her with a chaos that he had caused.
And she was left with a cracked jar, a cluster of broken hearts and scar filled hands.
