The Floor

They say heartbreak.

It makes you stronger. It makes you wiser.

But what if we aren't among the lucky ones?

What if it makes us the worst versions of ourselves?

What if when it breaks us and brings us down to the floor we never get up?

What if we like the feel of the floor on our skin?

What if the floor gives us comfort?

What if a little part of us always heads in the direction of heartbreak, just so we can feel it again?

The floor.

Oh! glorious floor.

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