She used to be so carefree.
She used to wear her heart on her sleeve.
So happy and full of love.
Life was a field and she was a blooming flower.
Ready to explore the endless nature surrounding her.
Nothing but smiles.
People destroyed her.
Falling in love ruined her.
The sun may be shinning, but she’s left in the dark.
Betrayal, hurt, broken trust.
Her heart was made of glass and it was shattered.
She no longer wears her heart on her sleeve.
She doesn’t let people in.
Never going to be able to love again.
The only thing she knows is broken love.