No, You Did Not Break My Heart

No, you did not break my heart Breaking would have been good Breaking I could handle I could just pick up the pieces I could try to glue them back together Or simply live without the missing pieces No, you did not break my heart With a broken heart I could still try to love again Had it been just a break With whatever was left I could survive And feel And live No, you did not break my heart That would have been kind In a strange deranged way A learning lesson I would have accepted that After all, I’m not the first Nor the last To have a heart broken No, you did not break my heart You smashed it And then You pulverized it You kept pounding And pounding And pounding Vehemently Pounding Each word… Harsh Hateful Each look… Disdainful Demeaning Each touch… Unfeeling Ungiving Everything you did Was the blow of a pestle On my little heart Which lay in the mortar Of my body No, you did not break my heart You pulverized it No pieces to retrieve No way to grieve No way to feel No way to love No way to heal The wind came And blew away The dust of my heart And I stand here An empty shell Heartless… No, you did NOT break my heart. I wish you had.... How I wish you had. Eileen Manassian Ghali