Truthfully, the semantics of breaking a glass heart is as subtle
as two people growing into love.
The brush of shoulders. Peering at the door every time someone walks in, wishing.
The first comfortable silence shared.
The greatest feat of the show:
is the wanting. Not necessarily needing.
There is no reason you should, but why wouldn't you?
To replicate love as its most basic form, that is adequate.
Affection is the end of it, the devil, however, is in the details.
Knowing how to care for is power. Power tends to corrupt.
