Myocardial Ruptures

by Somethinger

That momentary heartbreak when the signal goes from green to amber to red and I can’t make it past. When a face in a car looks familiar but isn’t. When autorickshaw metres tick a few feet before they must. When I have to spend that precious 500. When Mum comes home tired and sleepy. When I wake up and remember I’ve fought with a friend.
That heartbreak keeps me alive. And beating.