Heart bruise

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A bruise that you cannot see;

A wound that doesn’t bleed;

Tears that rise up, but get stuck in your throat;

Invisible chains around the ribcage — suffocating, hurting,

Leaving behind yearning, not for what is lost

But for something that never was.

One day the chains will break;

One day the wound will heal;

One day the yearning will be fulfilled,

But the bruise will always remain —

As a memory,

As a warning,

As a token…

For the life lived, love given, courage displayed.