Have you ever had your heart fall?

One phone call early in the morning
that altered life forever.
I dreaded the thought of rising.
Maybe it was just the trance of sleep
still submerging over,
or maybe my intuition guarding me—

For that fall was sudden,
painful,
breathtaking—
and I was not ready.

“Where is he?” I asked…
“I’m sorry, he is dead.”

My heart then fell
beyond my grasp.
I could not fix myself
in time
to catch it.

I could only scream,
for my heart was torn from me.

Please, just PAUSE.
I CAN’T BREATHE.

Let this in
with an ease…
but the world kept going,
unaware of my agony.

And I stumbled,
falling to my knees,
unaware of time,
still in shock,
wishing it was just a dream.

But when I grasped your cold hand,
I had no choice
but to let this in.

With acceptance came
a flood of memories.
I drifted to sleep,
embracing the absence of thought,
allowing the pain to flee.

Maybe it was just the trance
submerging over once again…
or maybe
it was God saving me.

But I saw your sweet face,
illuminating tranquility—
and when I rose,
the burden of no goodbye
was lifted from me.