When your heart aches tend to it. Or else vile weeds implant their roots deep within your core & Sprout,
Forcing there way through capillaries and muscle Mercilessly destroying and engulfing,
You lose your heart and Your soul shall soon follow. A darkness, A black hole of emptiness is all that is left.
But tend to a broken heart and no such Weeds shall grow, damage can be fixed, Cracks filled and fire relit.
Letting go of the past, Thriving in the future Moving on…
Learning to love once more. As you see it is always better to tend to a broken heart than let it tear you apart.