my heart still aches.
it’s as if something’s lodged in there,
stuck in there – like a flint in the eye.
sometimes, the pain goes eerily numb,
like i could no longer feel myself.
but, other times, it gets so piercingly sharp,
it’s as if a knife’s still in there – plunged
and twisted deeper every day.
i don’t know how long this will last.
i have no idea until when i can handle this.
all i know is my heart is in peril
of becoming more apathetic than it is now.
and, somehow i don’t want that to happen.
not at all.
no, not at all.