Follow Your Heartbreak

I had big plans.
I was heading somewhere.
I was seeking something
and looking for someone.
I had a purpose –
there was order.
In my mind I could clearly see
linear steps stretching out
every direction in long lines.

I thought I knew
from where I came
and what must be done.
There was a there — there.

But I ignored all mystery,
the cold and dark places,
the strangers with shared trauma,
the spilled blood and seized hearts,
the long winding pathways
I couldn’t see in the mirror.

Now I know something
about broken people
and wavy lines.

Now I’ve lived
a spiraling life.

Now I’ve set aside
my dreams and my plans.

Now I’m telling you
to follow your heartbreak.

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This poem was written on October 16, 2025.