By Emily Radebaugh…

You used to be the girl

Who couldn’t be moved

But after living on broken hearts

You’ve cut yourself

On broken glass

But that doesn’t mean

You are broken

It just means you’ll have scars

And they’re a reminder

That you fell

But are not one of the fallen

You are not damned to suffer

You have wings

And you will fly again

Because even the most heartbroken

Deserve to love