How Our Hearts Break

by L.K. Reid

Funny how these things work. You never know when the last time that the person you loved more than most other people in your life would become a stranger.

Sometimes when you love somebody, you decide to turn a blind eye to all those bad attributes they had, because the good ones were the only ones you cared about.

I could say all these things a million times in my head, but words often failed me.

Hearts were fragile things. Easily lovable, but easily breakable as well.

“I can’t breathe without you, Angel. You’re in everything I do. In every single thought, every single song. I’ve missed you more than the sun misses the moon.”