Pieces

I don't know what it really feels like to have a broken heart. But I do know what it feels like to have spaces inside - places without answers. I'm not sure how to explain it other than it feels a little bit like feeling hungry in your soul. It sort of makes you want to cry, but it also feels real and honest and so worth it. I think those places, those spaces without answers, are the gift of mortality - they are the part of humanity that makes this life different from those before or after it. The spaces without answers are where we build who we are.