I opened his letter
in black ink, thick big letters
few words, saying -
I am marrying my
high school sweet heart tomorrow.
Good bye. Please write me no more.
A shattering earthquake befell.
My hands trembled. Could not breathe.
Knees gave out. All black out.
Hours later Susan came home
from classes. Panicked!
Raised me up from the floor.
His letter was in my hands, crumpled.
My heart sobbing, crushed.
She wiped tears from my eyes.
Gave me a hug. I sat in the sofa.
Stared at the ceiling, shocked!
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Stared at the ceiling, shocked! A beautiful presentation of the shock post heart -break. 10+++ Subhas