First Heart (One-Syllable) - Vin

The first heart was one owned by Bea. She had not been made with love in mind. Call her a fool, but she was more than what she showed. The love in her chest was dark with lone. The way she could go with the flow but got caught up in the small parts of life, the worse ones. The ones in which she did not have a soul to link with. 

Her life was lorn with no one by her side. No friend or love. No mate or date. She had no aide with her in the form of a joined love with one more, boy or girl. 

Up to now.

She met one. A girl. Nice. Cute. She filled her heart with spunk. She liked her back. It was good. They were. 

Then they were not. 

She did not heal. She broke. She did not "come back," in a sense. She died. Her girl lived on. She did not need her. She was lone again. In the after-life. Her girl did not need her. Bea did. 

So she did not live. With no heart, she rode solo, only her, no one else.

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