This an intro i wrote any thoughts on it?

Thoughtful expressions of feelings hold no meaning to one who has received many false hopes.
One's heart can only bear so much loss after all. Don’t you think it quite a sorrowful tale of one that loses their love to those who squander it, to the point when the one that is for them comes to their side there is none left to give? To the point their heart long since cracked and spilled their love out like water from a shattered vase. When that same heart can only be filled with a thick mud of hatred that fills even the cracks and ruins that same heart’s beauty, like a vase repaired by an unskilled craftsman. When the heart is no longer adored in gold but in soot and ash as if left to rot in storage of an abandoned house.