The killing of a heart

Quelquefois, the worse thing you can handle is your own heart. I have always said 'finally', one after the next, but "FINALLY", today, , and all of a sudden, I heard my heart break 'dans un mille morceaux'. And my heart beat was gone, forever. I could not see whether there were only a thousand pieces or not as my vision was smudged by my tears. I heard my heart fall to the ground and was shattered. That was it. Maybe you want to ask me what it was and why it was so surprising and shocking. I could only tell you how naive and juvenile I have always been. Even last night, all that was in my head was it, the feeling of love and wonder. Now, nothing seemed real anymore, "who, yesterday was a beautiful tune on the lips of life and today is a silent secret in the bosom of the earth." That moment, was when my last life had ended. This day, when I no longer knew how to cry, I know that one day all my memories will have faded, simply because, it never existed. Did it really never happen? How can smiles be cheap. All that you give me are those.

What shame, I say.