heartbreak

by now
am convinced
of its width,
of its breadth,
of all the rest
of our embedded
fears stuck
in our skin,
sharp
though nearly
unnoticeable,
reddened,
extended,
over did it
again, done
inspecting
the fissures,
finished
expecting
a sharp turn
in trajectory,
conceded,
relieved of
eventual
letdown in
favor of a
preemptive
rip, an alpha
tear, some
omega fear
needles
its way back
from under
our skin,
that no one
will love
us for
what we're
worth,
that no one
can love
us for all
the ways
we break.