“Now I was left holding the pieces of my heart, crushed by my own hands.”
“I handed him my heart, soul, and spirit on a silver platter and he crushed them into a million pieces.”
“This is my heart. You are touching it with your left hand. You are touching it with your left hand, not because you are left-handed, although you might be, but because I am holding it against my heart. What you are feeling is the beating of my heart. It is what keeps me alive.”
“Throughout my lifetime I've left pieces of my heart here and there. And now, there's almost barely enough to stay alive. But I force a smile, knowing that my ambition far exceeded my talent.”
“I stared at the phone and swallowed the piece of my heart that was lodged in my throat now.”
“Alex took a piece of my heart with him when he left.”