sometimes when your heart takes a hit
the debris doesn't scatter
and the pieces don't choose where to fall
sometimes the wound just patiently leaks
and those loose fragments stick to your skin
and like a slow release
they peel off
and dig in
at the same time
little by little
layered
triggered
sometimes
unexpected
sometimes
undetected
always
your truth
reminding you
to love you
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