Dear Broken Heart,
I never meant to betray you but sometimes Lester causes me think. You told me to always trust you, but I allowed him to drown me in thoughts. I tried to always follow you, but Lester, he is creative, he painted the most vivid picture, a vision, which I couldn’t shake. I am sorry Broken Heart. I can tell you are hurting; I feel how heavy you are. There are times like this when I wish that Lester wasn't as creative. Broken heart, I should’ve listened to you when you weren’t broken. If I did we wouldn't feel the way we do now. Oh Broken Heart, if I could only find all of the pieces to you. Lester could help me put you back together.
Yours truly.
To Mine,
You have been blaming Lester a lot lately, how do you think it makes him feel. Imagine having to live your life without him functioning completely… You take Lester for granted, and that should seize. We share you fifty-fifty; without either of us, you're a done bun darling. Did you notice that all you did was blame him, and then you will ask for his help? It’s true, he does cause you to think; it’s his job. My job is to cause you to feel. Your job is to decide when is the right time to use your heart or Lester… your brain.
Broken Heart.
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