Broken

A Poem by Peachestea

A writing about miscarriage

I barely got a chance to know you existed. It was too early for a test but all the same I knew. The symptoms were all there and that was not my norm. I knew in my heart even though I didn't dare to say for sure. I was afraid I would loose you and my fear became a living nightmare. You lasted just a week but that was long enough for me to love you. I started to dream about you and all that we would do and now those days will never come. Not for you. Not for the us I thought we were. I don't know why you couldn't stay or why you had to go away...but there's now only brokenness inside. Now I'm stuck in a reality where emptiness and brokenness mean the same thing.
Until you were a reality, I never imagined you being my reality and then I had never wanted anything more. I never even got to see two pink lines on a test. You were there and gone before you could even be acknowledged by anyone but me. Now, alone, I say goodbye. Goodbye until we get our first hello.