One by one

One by one they slide off.
Not an avalanche, all at once,
but slowly, surely
like tiny pebbles falling,
then crashing at the bottom of my heart.

I remember thinking I couldn’t live without him
and all he brought to me;
dreading the thought of losing that steadiness.
I would surely stop breathing!

Now in the middle of emptiness
and sting of loss,
I am living…
rolling in rubble and ruin,
Wondering how I got here
to this wasteland
and why I should even think of breathing
after such a long fall.