Could be better

I've been burned one time too many.I've had my heart stomped on, burned to the ground and torn into a million pieces for dog food.I've been left with a needle and a thread in my hand, and a steeled determination to make my heart whole again.And I'd put the pieces back together, my eyes blinded with my own tears, knowing full well that even if I was the greatest tailor in the world, my heart would just never be the same again.My heart is indeed not the same.Maybe, just maybe, it could be better.
-So true, I've had these moments...
I didn't actually write this. This is penned by my blogpal Kevin Z. I think it's a great piece of written work. I never really read blogs, just those done by Kevin. Whatta guy. :)