Once upon a time
My heart got broken
And over the years
I tried to press it together again
By putting clay all over it
One layer after the other
To build a protective frame

But one day
My heart had outgrown its dried up shell
And the shield burst into bits and pieces
Laying its protégée bare
But my heart was still damaged
It could not heal
Because all of the fresh air was kept outside

Since then
I am living with my broken heart
Out in the open
Without protection
And I will let it breathe and heal
On its own terms
And in its own time

So now
I ask you
To be soft with it
To handle it with care
To be patient
Until it is whole again
Until it is strong enough
to beat with yours