broken heart

it is pumping all the time
it is working all the time
it is thinking all the time
it is feeling all the time
but without realizing it attaches anytime

it is like a glass
when it breaks
it breaks with a noise
that noise is heard by you
when u try to collect the pieces of it
some of them cuts your hand
but still you try to pick it up
thinking that they may reassemble
and form a glass again
when you try to fix them
they collide many times
the pieces break into many other small pieces
and when the work is done
the glass looks plain
but with cracks
it means that
maybe it is attached like before
but it is not like it was before
it has cracks and is pale and weak
like a saint said
that a thread of love breaks easily
but when we try to attach it together
there is a knot tied between two of them...