Heart Pour III: Rebirth through Heartbreak

When my heart broke, the old version of me shattered. Imminent death.

In an instant my eyes witnessed a subtle, yet undeniable truth that immediately shattered my heart into a thousand pieces.  What I had chosen not to hear weeks prior, had now crossed my eye gates.

I was forced to SEE.

Denial is a drug of misery. The illusory high it offers is smoke and mirrors, with cracks hidden between the forehead kisses to your mind.

Your eyes are your mind’s portal. And between your mind and heart there is a tether. 

What crosses your eye gates will impact your heart.

What crosses your eye gates will impact your heart.

What crosses your eye gates will impact your heart.

The sword in the room was evident. I could either deny it, which would have leaned towards misery and insanity. Or fall on it in acceptance of an ending, a new timeline, a new story, a rebirth through heartbreak.