A little doll

when a girl is given a doll she looks after it as if its a child. she nourishes it,plays with it and takes care of the doll as if its everything to her.
someday when some other girl asks for the doll for some time just to play and promises to take care but rather breaks the doll's hand. the owner of the doll cries for it. as the doll is so dear to her she fixes the doll's hand with glue to make sure it does not breaks again. after this she never does the mistake of giving it to anyone later. when she presents the doll in front of some one,only she knows that the doll is broken and is somehow fixed with glue. only she knows the doll has a crack but still presents it at its best.
some how i feel later in life the owner is the same girl but the doll is replaced with her heart. she takes care of it and keeps it safe. if someday someone special asks her for her heart she happily gives it away to the person and trusting them that they wont break it. but the person rather breaks it into half, says sorry and leaves. it becomes the girl's responsibility of fixing her heart. she makes it strong and never lets anyone break it again. but the crack in her heart is still there.she heals it her way but the marks of the wounds remain.and whenever the girl goes in public she presents herself at her best only she knows about her broken heart and what she went through.