Saturday, October 24, 2009

My Heart is Breaking

If not already broken, and this post from LeLove put it perfectly.

The sound of a heart breaking isn’t poetic. It is hollow. It is tragic. It calls for rituals – the denial, the shock, the anger, the disappointment, culminating in hopelessness. Just like a shrinking white star slowly collapsing inwardly, with memory drawn from every breath a blow. It’s like death without the sleeping part.

Collapsing inwardly. How perfectly put.

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