Elisabeth Heffernan

I Won’t Be The Girl Who Runs To You

My heart wants to fly to you.

But these feet are grounded, rooted to the earth.

There is a darkness in me, that so very few see.

My heart would race, so fast and so hard, that I thought I was dying.

Divorce is truly like death.

This is for the girls who had their hearts smashed, stabbed, stitched up and stomped on.

I can’t help but reflect on how I’ve gotten here.

Why did you have to go, my dearest father?

I’m terrified of that breaking, if I’m being quite honest.

I loved you, and I won’t apologize for that.