At the end of the day when I crawl into bed and all the lights go out my thoughts can finally rise to the surface. Ya I'm a little bruised, slightly broken, and permanently scarred but I'm still here aren't… — Ritu Ghatourey Copy Share Image
This broken heart seemed to be so permanently scarred. It never seemed to change, it would just break and break away. Until you came along and you started to put the pieces back to my heart. I thought it had… — Jenna Bognar Copy Share Image
