Tag: #brokenheart

I fell in love, once.

I had known love before,

Of course. 

I love easily

And much.

But I had not known

What it felt like to 

Be In Love. 

It’s different.

I fell so hard and so deep 

That when we were together

It was like the heat 

And the light

Of a thousand flames

Extinguished around me

And rekindled as one

Fiery torch that ignited 

Around the two of us.

Consumed us.

It’s heat felt like joy

Felt like completion

Felt like the stillness 

In the eye of a storm

It felt Meant.  

Like God Itself

Was contained

Within those flames.

When we were apart 

Those flames still 

Consumed me.

He consumed me;

My thoughts. My emotions.

My body. 

It felt like a piece of my soul 

Had moved out from my body

To take up residence 

Within his where it could 

Stay close to his heart.

It felt like that piece of my soul

Knew where it wanted to be.

Where it belonged.

But Souls don’t always 

Get it right,

It would seem.

Because as I fell

I realized 

That he could not be there

To catch me.

To hold my spirit safe

In its new home.

Perhaps it was too much.

Too much heat.

Too much need.

Too much want.

Too many complications

That created a wall

That I couldn’t find 

My way around

Though I tried

With a thousand 

Words of love 

With kisses

With touch

With my heart 

And my mind

To find my way 

Through the stone

To where he stood

Now apart from me

In another place

Disconnected.

Unreachable.

Unbreachable.

And yet I fall

My heart still searching

Still seeking

With only the darkness 

To hold me

With only the depth 

Of my sorrow to keep me 

From crashing

Through the earth

To shatter 

On Some distant 

Surface below.