Heartache
by Phillip McNulty
You should see it in my eyes.
I shouldn't have to say a word.
You see right through me, like the clearest, bluest Carribbean waters.
I can't hide this kind of pain from you.
You stand there,
unfeeling.
Not a flinch.
Not an explanation.
"It's not you, it's me..."
"It wouldn't be fair to you..."
Now I think I've heard it all.
My heart lies before me in a million pieces, and I have to keep my composure.
I have to be calm,
controlled,
understanding.
I have to seem like I'm ok,
until I get in the car, and lose it.
Hot tears rushing from nowhere.
I can't stop.
Pull it together damn it!
Are you going to let someon effect you like this?!
Yes.
Just.... pull it together long enough to get away.
That's all.
It feels like a piece of me is gone.
I still don't know what to do.
What is there to do?
Move on.
Rebuild.
Stronger.
Harder.
Don't let anyone hurt you again.
That pain is too much.
It shakes you to the deepest of your core.
No good.
(months later....)
I guess the pain might be worth it...
Openness.
Honesty.
Someone to care about...
Game over?
Naw
Just reset.
Start anew.
Here we go again.....