Beneath Heartache

the thunder rolled inside my brain

like a misunderstood avalanche in spring

feelings of pain and heartache buried beneath

the devastation growing when he looked away

it crashed loudly suffocating in a stifling slab

plans and desires toppling like Lincoln Logs

along with dreams of stormy exciting days

and hope in the future of rare silent harmony

exploring and laughing and loving all gone

in a split second as he handed me the necklace

I had given her on the first day of spring