I asked for breathing room.
Grief said, no.
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Grief folds my heart,
abandons it on the kitchen table.
I do not recognize this different kind of love.
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My heart is sad. I love it anyways.
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My heart moved next door.
It says it’s not coming back.
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I thought there was no cost to loving so well and completely.
I stand corrected.
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Let my heart rest.
It’s been trying so hard to stay in love.
Let my heart rest.
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