It left me

Like the tale of two halves, it left me

Befuddled

Yearning

Wanting

Hurting

Doubting

Knowing

Realizing

Embracing

Laughing

Crying

Drowning in the deafening silence of my broken heart

And yet I rejoice in the thrill of having fallen freely, unconditionally, unapologetically and unabashedly in love with me