𝑆𝑜 𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑘 𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑓𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡 .
𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑘𝑒 𝑚𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑡 𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑘𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑡𝑤𝑜 .
𝐵𝑢𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑚𝑦 𝑓𝑎𝑢𝑙𝑡 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑔𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎 𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑘𝑒𝑛 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑜𝑟 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢 .
𝐼 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑚 𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑚 𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑘𝑒𝑛 𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑎𝑠 𝑖𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑝𝑖𝑒𝑐𝑒𝑠 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟 .
𝑊𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑖𝑒𝑐𝑒𝑠 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑐𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝑜𝑔𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑖𝑚 𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑘𝑒𝑛 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑑𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑑 .
𝑆𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑤𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑜𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑚𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑐𝑎𝑛'𝑡 ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑙𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡.
𝐼𝑚 𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑘𝑒𝑛 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑠 𝑜𝑘 .
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