When I speak to people
about my pain
these past few years..
some get it..
some feel it on my behalf...
but only some
Speak the language of a broken heart!
A language that is learned
through pain and brokenness
a language that can not be translated
a language that takes but a moment in time to learn
and a lifetime to learn to live with..
and yet the beauty in this language
is that if you have learned it..
you have also learned to speak it with strength,
you have learned that this new language of hurt
does not define you..
and you have learned that speaking this language
allows you to understand
the heart to heart communication
from someone whose heart is breaking still..
it is a language of loss...
but it will become a language of love.