some bonds

no matter how hard we try

just aren’t meant to be broken.

people i mean—

aren’t puzzles

we aren’t toys

our hearts are not

two curved red lines

that connect to form a V—

people are fragile.

we are delicate,

far more delicate than we could ever perceive.

but we are not porcelain,

we are not china dolls.

we are flesh, blood, and tears.

we are love, lust, and glory.

we are fear, faith, and scandal.

we weren’t, nor ever were

made or meant to be broken.

but even though we bend

some bonds

no matter how hard we try

just aren’t meant to be broken.