Lachrymose

i know i said differently before

but recently, i came to discover

that i rather like the feeling of my heart breaking–

i suppose because it reminds me of how very alive i am

and how beautiful i find all of my feelings

when i take them out to look at them at night.

so maybe that is the reason i have continued

falling into things that hurt, and bleed, and break me

and, perhaps, why i find myself crying so often–

not only to express the emotions i cannot explain,

but also as a means of keeping myself company

even in the depths of my loneliness.