Memoirs of a heartbreaker’s broken heart
I have always believed that we are in control of every situation, that one can separate different thought boxes and juggle things and events professionally, thinking “mind over matter” is the ultimate way to deal with a serious heartache.
But this storm resistance caused more and more injuries to this passerby as she struggled to walk along the dense corners of the streets of Love.
Not wanting to die in vain, she took urgent shelter in the house of Music… Where she lingered upon the salient memoirs of a genuine heartbreaker… now holding on to her halved heart figuring out ways to mend it all back.
to be continued…