only.

here are the empty chambers
of my heart.
she filled them up
as children do
and then what would be
became what might have been
and now i’ve nothing.
the empty is worse
for having known the depth
and breadth
of fullness.
of being in love for the very first time.

i had not known heartbreak
until she left me.
not the first death–
the only.

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