This Heart

I have loved

and lost

and found that the heart

is more resilient

than I ever dreamed.

The times I thought

my heart was breaking

were really

stretching,

growing pains.

And so this agony

oh, so familiar bitter emptiness

feels like the end.

Yet—

I am familiar with the dark

And I did not die.

I will survive

and thrive

this time too.