I’m reclaiming my heart #41

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I saw the words

“broken heart”

and I died a little more.

Fuck.

I started to crumble.

I’m reclaiming my heart.

*

A split second of

resisting

exhaustion

shame.

I pushed pause.

I’m reclaiming my heart.

*

The fuck-you’s

counter the fuck me’s.

Anger.

Spite.

Pain.

I’m reclaiming my heart.

*

The bait took me there,

I return here.

Unrest.

Uncertainty.

Into my beloved’s arms: acceptance.

I’m reclaiming my heart.

*

She softens, she widens

the pain persists.

Nowhere to hide,

what a relief

the pearl revealed.

I’m reclaiming my heart.

*

I see the words

“broken heart”

and I live a little more.

The fishing line

loosens and I’m free, again.

I’m reclaiming my heart.

 

 

 

 

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