Broken Hearts

Broken hearts
Can't be mended
With a stolen hammer,
Nor fixed with
Iron fists.

Broken stars
Crash longingly
Into the crest
Of eternity,
Wishing for an end.

But it never comes.

Whispers of
That nameless fear:
Love,

Broken hearts
Are mended
On the back
Of unrelenting sorrow.

Broken stars
Fall into your hands,
Where words craft
A bridge to nowhere.

That's exactly where you are.