as i heard the screaming
of the two voices i loved most
from across the house,
i sensed a hole growing
in the cavity of my chest.
the hole grew deeper and deeper
and stronger and emptier
until the cavity consumed me whole
starting from the valves of my heart
extending to the tips of my fingers
i sensed the hair on the back of my neck
stand straight up from the base of their follicles.
my heart seemed to consume my body
then eventually disintegrating
as if into thin air and all of my hope
escaped both my heart and mind
like it never existed in the first place.
the seed of love that was planted
in the roots of my veins
was defined as constant arguing
and absolute heartbreak.
my curious and wandering
six-year-old mind never discovered
the real reason why my definition
of love came about until
seven years came to pass
and that's when the real heartbreak
surfaced.
