This morning, it is raining
in this bubble of my creation.
Last night’s tears evaporated
together with the question.
“Did you ever love me?”
As it remains unanswered,
I pray for my heart,
who misread everything
to not fall apart.
This afternoon, I lie
waiting, possibly in vain.
I am already drowning
in the pouring rain.
“Did you really even care?”
I checked my phone again,
and still there’s no sign.
Whether an answer is given
or not, I will be fine.
This evening, I decide
to let the feelings go.
I won’t let this sorrow
stay with me tomorrow.
I take a deep breath.
I exhale, burst the bubble.
I feel my heartbeat
Begin to quicken.
**Heart at a Loss, written on April 1, 2020 as a response to a NaPoWriMo contest prompt. Writing Journey/Spark Notes will be posted on May 18, 2020.
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