My heart started beating again.
It started with little contractions.
The little beats were delicately soft.
Like butterflies wings flapping against my chest.
Tickling and comforting.
A caress to my being.
I started breathing again.
He held my heart softly in the palm of his broad hands.
I was scared, like a fragile glass my heart would break,
Broken even by a soft blow of wind.
Then it got stronger, just like a glass crystal.
Then you came back, with that smile i hate to love
and just for a second,
just one second,
Only for that second,
I felt the cracks form once again on my once fragile heart.
So stop, just for another second.
Only for a second.
Allow me let him mend those cracks.
Then next time you smile.
My Then Iron Heart will have solidify to gold.
