The Girl With A Stone For A Heart.

There once was a girl with a stone for a heart.

She knew she could love with a stone for a heart.

Every touch left marks on her stone for a heart.

Finger prints.

Paw prints.

Hand prints.

Each thing that loved,

and she loved in return,

left their print on her stone for a heart.

The more she loved and the more she lost,

the less she felt that stone for a heart.

Each stamp made it crumble away,

like dust.

A broken thing

instead of a stone for a heart.

Now she wonders,

the girl who had a stone for a heart,

who feels the loss in her chest.

Can she love anymore

with ashes for a heart?