The Memory of a Heartbreak

The winds that usher in the next season met my tear stained cheeks with the smack of chilling reality. My body aches from your sweet sting, the one that brought me to my knees. The trails of exploration that traipse across my body still shimmer with the memory of your touch. Yet my heart hangs heavy beneath my tender breasts, the only evidence of my secretly held, hopeful, now devastated, dreams. Your scent still lingers and my kiss battered lips quiver as the tears of a shattered heart tumble, hopelessly from my eyes. I don’t really know what I thought was going to happen. Maybe I took a chance on the impossible dream, and maybe I will never recover from the new knowing of what true love feels like.