The winter winds howl fiercely this night. Old windows creaking every time the wind blew. It sounds as if the gods themselves are crying on my behalf. I sit here…all alone in my room. Nothing to comfort me but the shards left from my once whole heart. I keep trying to decide what to do with the pieces, I’m far too tried to try again. It’s a never ending battle with heartache. I try over and over again in this life but it always ends in the same way. I’m always left behind with nothing but pain and a worsening heartache. For once in my life I had finally found something good. A gentle hand and a warm embrace. A kind man who took the time to help mend my still aching wounds and let my scars finally fade. That is until now. He’s left me now too. Afraid of hurting me anymore than I’ve already been hurt in my life. With his finally goodbye I felt my skin rip as the old scars revealed themselves yet again becoming wounds to never heal. This time however, what was left of my fragile heart is now shattered and never to be whole again.