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PIECE OF HEART
I Split Myself Into Parts To Discover What Completed Me
A part of him that I carried and another spilled into Universe
On a Friday afternoon, my mind was running through drafts of sad stories from my past. Apprehensive that something might upset me, it securely wrapped each in an envelope like they were never intended to be revisited and were merely for bookkeeping.
I closed my eyes to inspect the noise of rustling archives. As soon as my mind perceived my presence, it stumbled upon the walls of the heart and dropped one of the stories in nervous haste.
My heart threw a sharp look at the mind for being so sloppy. I didn’t intervene in their equation as I had always let the two develop their relationship on their own.
It is delightful to witness that whenever my brain registered a patch amidst the nearly perfect and sweet course of a relationship, it gave the heart its own time to come to terms with the loss.
While they both continued to exchange conflicting glances, my spirit which is a naïve energy noticed and picked up the dropped story and after making a faulty judgment, handed it over to me.
In that instant, the mind and heart paused on the act of reconciling their differences and…
