For a while I thought I was broken
Like a loose heel detached from a shoe.
I tried so hard to disguise it
But I couldn’t be repaired with glue.
I waited and waited for what I’m not sure. Maybe for some sense of normalcy to return.
I reached out to that emptiness you offered, that unforgiving coldness available in abundance.
Then it ceased, the yearnings end. I waited. Too long. Lost opportunities gone. I stopped waiting.