Broken
Stacey
Category: Romance.
Pairing: Sparky
Summary: How do you fix a broken heart?
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: sadly i don't own any of it.
Author's Notes:
The heart is a fragile, yet versatile creation.
It shatters and easily as a jigsaw puzzle, the pieces fit back together again.
However like a puzzle it contains cracks and at the end of the day after taking it apart so many times the pieces become damaged, lost.
Break it too badly and the picture will be unrecognisable.
Keep it kept safe in a box and it will become dusty, forgotten.
So what's the answer?
'Elizabeth are you okay?'
She shook her head staring out at the vast ocean before her. /How could she ever be okay/
John hesitated. He'd seen her sad, unsure, even mad as hell but not once had he seen her cry.
'It's going to be okay? He moved beside her placing an arm around her shoulder. 'Whoever he was, he doesn't know what he's lost.'
She smiled slightly before turning into his arms.
'Thankyou John.'
The answers simple.
You buy a new puzzle.
You put the pieces together, creating a new picture.
A better one.
And when you know without a doubt that it's perfect you frame it, binding the pieces together forever.