Broken hearts

Every day we speak and do things that consciously or unconsciously hurt others. Where do we mark the line? Where is the point of no return. It’s good to give space and time, but when you’re giving too much space and time they’ll forget about us. We care for our loved ones. Our inner circle. Knowing that by writing this blog, I can give you insight into my life. I’m breaking the cycle and I open my barriers. Borders, nor more. Barriers stay. Limits stay. Don’t come too near because you might be frightened of the result. Watch out, because before you know your or my heart will be a spilled cocktail of brokenness on the ground. This might either scare or attract you…. 

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