My Heart Hurts
Saying sorry hurts sometimes
Then my heart hurts.
Not sure what it wants from me except to leave the cracks
‘The cracks in your heart are not yours to be filled.’
‘But it HURTS.’
I pause while trying to be on the mend. Listening.
‘You will NEVER mend from a place of fear. You fill the cracks fearful others won’t be able to accept the breaks and cracks as they are. Fear disintegrates and the breaks and cracks still preside.’
‘Then what do I do?’
‘Just be as you are. You have nothing to lose and everything to gain.’
Dialogue with my broken heart.