Together we sat

Under a leaking roof

Misery, I and a broken heart

*

Two moons and a quarter

Through the clanging of bells

And the period of the sleigh

We sat

Quietly

And the world watched

While it raged outside, within

And my heart bled out

Slowly

*

Then Misery got cold

And the heart mended slowly

Hardened and became rusty

The naivety gone

Replaced by a wariness

That distrusted trust

And yielded nothing

*

Now

We are fine

Unbroken

Still broken

Whole

In no search for another

*

We are home.

Written by Jo

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