02/22/2023
Queen of Hearts Break of House of Cups
You can’t escape her.
Hearts break. It’s what they do. Sometimes life can feel like just an endless string of breaking. If your heart isn’t broken, are you sure it’s beating?
We stumble along and figure out how to re-mend the torn pieces together, like a mid-promenade costume malfunction… does anyone have a safety pin? Hair tie? Mended pieces come undone again.
We pull it together but the sting is always there.
Like the parade drum, She keeps beating, and beating, and taking a beating.
The Queen of Hearts Break, draped in the tears of the moon, scoops up your broken heart into her soft pink crown-casket bed, and dances it joyfully through the streets, laughing hysterically.
Heartbreak is one of the lemons life picks off the tree. There is no life without heartbreak. And it’s a beautiful gift.
💔❤️🩹💓