Where Love Heals

why isn’t there
a ceremony

for the loss
of a heart

we gather
when someone dies

we bring flowers
we speak softly
we honor what was

but what about
the kind of loss
that happens quietly

when something in you
stops breathing

and no one sees it

where do you go
to pay respects

to the version of you
that didn’t make it

the one who loved
without knowing
what it would cost

the one who believed

and broke

JMS