Poetry

At Dusk

“This is what it feels like to have your heart broken.
This is what it feels like without you.”

I felt the weaknesses like a deep ache, but I refused to acknowledge them. And then the day I felt my heart break in half, my entire world ended. Everything was the same, yet I could sense deeper — beneath the surface — the tides were shifting, the sky was dim, and the stars even refused to shine. Like I was trapped in a permanent dusk with no other souls in sight. I cried into that new expanse, hoping something would answer. But the only thing I heard was silence.

This is what it feels like to have your heart broken. This is what it feels like without you.

© Sarah Doughty

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