I slipped on black ice today. I wasn’t expecting to get out of my car only to have my feet hit the ground and slide out from underneath me. I was dazed but otherwise felt no pain.

I forgot about it all day in fact.

But, as I went to lay in my bed after work, I noticed my hip was too sore to lay on my left side.

The hours have ticked by, and new places have started to ache. Bruises are starting to form in places I didn’t even know hit the ground.

Is this what this heartbreak will be like?

I felt nothing. I carried on, dazed, but otherwise pain free.

But as I lay here, I can feel the pain of loneliness beginning to form. I can start to see the bruises of broken promises, dreams that will never come true, and they are starting to ache.

With time my bruises will heal and I won’t feel sore anymore, I won’t be black and blue.

I hope my heart is the same.

I hope this is a setback, and I am still on the path to healing.

Maybe I spoke too soon.