"Parting"

When a heart breaks, and two divide, the body feels consumed. Despair feeds on your insides, as though the stomach’s acid has leaked. Parting is such needed sorrow, to help untie the threads of morphing love, severing some, rearranging others. Hurt seethes beneath the skin, molten suffering ready to rupture. Through that fog the damaged stumble, uncertain and afraid.

Yet a split heart finds another purchase. Each seed of the divided grows with new hope. A common root lies underground, a link that will never break. So while the two hearts may grow apart, their buried love forever remains.