I looked at her, clutching my chest.
"Mama, it hurts. How do you make it stop?"
She didn't respond for a while
and looked at me with eyes and a soul
that had been where I was, remembering
the first boy that broke her heart.
"Baby, you don't. Gotta feel it to heal it.
You will fall to the ground with this gravity he left you with
but that doesn't mean you won't get up again."
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