The hardest part was
not falling in love but
falling out of it.
How does the moon
accept that it will never
see the stars again?
How can the sea
never meet the shore?
How is it possible
to live without water?
How can you breathe
without a heart?
The soothing sound
of your heartbeat
was home.
The joy you brought
was a snippet of heaven.
I fear that by
falling out of love,
I may lose a part of me.
Because I fell and
I loved and
I began to dream
we'd last an eternity.