Someone I Love Broke My Heart.docx

SOMEONE I LOVE BROKE MY HEART Someone I love broke my heart. I am not accustomed to grief. Yet the pain pricks like an angry wool, Constricts my throat, And floods my eyes without warning. I have grieved before. But this affliction of being rejected is different. It renders foods tasteless, Forms a fist in my solar plexus, And dangles my arms like tired, old socks. My nights are a long series of whispers: “If only I had; if only I hadn’t.” The face in the morning mirror is not my own. I am a stranger to myself. This unexpected storm has altered the landscape of my soul. However, I believe this cloak of sorrow won’t rest on me forever. I will get over this misery and forget all the pain. But for now I need to weep. Someone I love broke my heart. I need to be human----To feel hot anger, To shed bitter tears, And to search again for a song in the long night. It will be waiting. And I will better, Even the best person, For all this.