Not In His Time
Pair this one with The Little Things That Give You Away by U2 and always pick up a broken heart
He walks by the open window and hears it shatter. He looks inside and sees the heart on the floor, all in shards and bleeding out. He stares at it, unable to make himself pick it up, unable to make himself cradle it in his hands and kiss it better, unable to make himself hold it against his, to connect and feel warmth and heal. It is a strong heart, a true heart, an open heart. It will get better, it will mend, it will grow back together in time. But not his time.
Regitze Ladekarl has re-emerged as a raconteur after a long, successful career elsewhere. She crafts universal tales from everyday lives with an honest, sharp and witty pen. Besides working on a forthcoming novel, she flexes her voice with personal essays, flash fiction, and method writing here on Medium.
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