May 11
The loss of one
splits the heart in two.
And through that crack,
the others slip too.
splits the heart in two.
And through that crack,
the others slip too.
This poem reflects how the deepest heartbreak doesn’t always come in waves, sometimes it begins with one great fracture, and everything else quietly unravels from there. It’s about how grief can dull our senses, making future losses feel distant or invisible.
