Memories.

She held the pain in her hands

as they fell in pieces from her eyes,

of her heart.

They filled them.

Overflowed.

Would it ever stop?

She wished she could blow it away, weighing down her hands,

blurring her eyes,

breaking her heart.

It filled them.

Overflowed.

Only she could make it stop.

She let go of that pain,

opened her hands, her eyes,

Opened up her heart.

It left her.

Stronger.

Had it truly stopped?

She let them go.