It was a bad omen. Plain and simple. Everybody knew it. You could hear a bloody pin drop. Everyone there could feel the pain.

I’ve only seen my dad. Cry

Three times in my life.

This was one

But misinterpreted

As I was a wife.

I thought he was happy for me

Had not yet learned the strife.

The pain and devastation

That would soon become my life

The picture was beautiful

Caught

Mid French kiss

Love in our eyes

We had it framed

Handwritten vows on the back

Anyone who saw it

Saw two souls entwined

But shortly after hanging

A crack

Loud and powerful as lightning

Straight between us

Dividing our kiss

Untangling our love

Our souls cut off

Alone

A portent of the future

How could I have been so blind

Hope I suppose

Thank god I survived

There is almost nothing crueler

Than hope with no answer

Solutions only silence

Yet unable to break

The fierce determination

That someday someway somehow

Things will finally change