she learns to fall in love again

She stared into the mirror, into the past,
Saw her weeping behind closed doors—
The only place

she was permitted to cry

She took her by the hand
And looked her in the eyes,

Held her swollen joints,
Saw the butterfly.

There are no words.

Let her weep,
Sob,
Scream,
Cry,
Into the shoulder of the one she needed the most.

 

She learns
to fall in love again.

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