Broken

Something started back in May, a little shift that made a hairline fracture through my so called life. June though, June blew it wide open. I am broken and broken never felt so good. I have never felt so full of passion and life and love. In being broken I have never felt so complete and so much myself. I cannot go back to that life now. I cherish this new too much and with that I refuse to be put back together.