It felt like a break by Sarah Steinberg-Heller 

It felt like a break, 
a soft crack in my hard shell.

I looked back only once,
right after we two began to walk away.

I found my feet pushing 
forward against the salty pavement

my hand raising itself,
pressing against the side of my head
making sure I did not fall open.

I think you took the ride home,
but I no longer know.

I've forgotten 
how to hear anything but sadness.