Like a chasm in my heart that stays

Open- memories are lodged there, slow to decay

The ache trapped inside, forever imprisoned

Worse than anything I had envisioned

Something snapped broken, that does not mend

Making it harder at times to pretend

That I am all right, that I have moved on..

When an appendage of mine has permanently gone

Regret fills the void, I should’ve made more

Of the moments I had with them before

I can’t go back in time, so I live every day

In grief- a piece of my heart is torn away..

Published by iheart11

A 30-something year old woman, physician by profession, fiercely passionate about work, family, travel and fashion..

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