If You Break It “If you break it, You take it” Some stores have such a sign. Not mine. You sought me out upon my shelf, hiding in the back. You saw my see-through heart of crystal glass and warmed me with your words. Then you set me down and walked away, leaving only secret bruises, invisible cracks that lacerated me into tattered lace. My heart of crystal glass Is too transparent - it bleeds. “Damaged goods – Accepting any offer” the sign above me reads.