My heart has been torn

Ripped to shreds

Stepped on

And mended.

Over and over.

My heart has been a cycle.

Mended.

Broken.

Ripped.

Mended.

I have seen what my love could do

The healing

The cause for breathing.

Reacted to the way it feels

I have followed my heart

And I have seen the consequences.

I have been fearless

I have been heartless

I have been afraid.

All the while

My heart has been cycling.

A never-ending process

One looking for hope and truth.

I have been safe

Comfortable

And full.

The cycle has been never-ending.

My love has been broken

Beaten

And Repaired.

I have been mended

Ripped

And Broken.

Yet I still find myself cycling.

I have wondered

Should I stop?

Is this worth it?

And my answer is always yes.

I have felt the love from a hug

A moment in a kiss.

The feeling in my chest.

I have seen the dark days

And I have felt the light.

A fleeting moment in a cycle.

These are the moments that make the

Broken

Shredded

And Ripped

Completely worth it.

And these are the moments I cherish

And repeat.

Over and over.

Regardless of the cycle.

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Hello, my name is Sabrina Ingram! I published 'The White Butterfly' on Amazon which you can find a link to on any of my recent posts. You will most likely find me talking about relationships, school, youtube, and writing in general. I love connecting with my fans and receiving feedback for my work!

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