Gently, gently... I have a delicate heart.

Every year I dread this week with the kind of dread I felt as a pretty, pigtailed girl facing the first day of intramural co-ed P.E. in the fourth grade. Tomorrow would have been my mom's 48th birthday. She has been absent for 9 years. Dead for 9 years. So why is it that every year this week I have the sensation of my own heart splintering? It cracks and weeps. My skin crawls. The slightest intimacy, the softest emotional touch rubs me raw and leaves me bleeding. I plead so quietly only I can hear, "Gently, gently... I have a delicate heart."

Healing by shirae

For you Earrings by betsy3

DELICATE by ambermaida

resting within... by provincijalka

Delicate Pink Love Ring by theilsverloft

Queen Anne's Lace Embroidered Cuff by Waterrose

SEARCHING THE PAST by GabriellaFiabane

Seed of Light by foodchic

Baby Heart Necklace by michellechangjewelry



Love On Linen by FlaxandSpindle

Easily Broken by papermoth



weepy branch

by bohemiangirldesigns