I used to believe that my heart had hurt
that being rejected had never broken me,
only bruised me,
left me slightly wounded
with nothing more than a heartache
I believed my heart had ached over them
that it had hurt
I never knew what hurt was.
It took a child to show me how much a heart could hurt.
the loss of someone so close,
at such a young age,
I cannot even imagine the pain
and she never cried,
not until they wheeled the casket back up the aisle
and she turned to me and told me,
as only a child can
"I am crying now because I realize she is gone and this is the end"
She showed me more strength than I had ever imagined one so young could have
and she showed me what hearache really was,
she isn't broken by the loss
she is just slightly wounded,
that is real pain
that is the real heartache.

03/08/2003

Posted on 03/08/2003
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