You may think that the sound of a broken heart
would be one to wake you from your sleep.
That it’s crack would reverberate off the walls,
leaving you startled and breathless.
But no.
This is not the way hearts break.
Hearts break so silently.
Not like the crash of a shattered bowl,
causing heads to turn towards the sound.
Rather the whisper of the pieces
as they fracture apart,
floating and fluttering to the floor
to lay at our feet.
We pick them up one by one,
these fragile pieces.
We gather them to us and hold them in our hands.
We carry them in our pockets
like treasure to be protected.
