SHARDS

 

Love lingers…
Sweet scent in an empty bottle.

 

~ Barbara F. Craigie ~

 

Digitally enhanced image created from a photo taken in July 1987.


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  1. “What I’m realizing is that a broken heart isn’t a solitary event. There is the initial shatter, but then there are repeat breaks, creating more and more shards. A word that reminds you of what you used to have, a smell that reminds you of your dreams, a flashed memory in your mind’s eye that reminds you of the betrayal. Each time it’s a new injury. Each broken piece takes me further away from ever being whole again.” ~ Angeline Kace

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