He broke her heart
Shattered it, into one-thousand-and-one shards
scattered all over the city.
Parts of it were near the Serpentine at Hyde Park
on their evening runs.
Parts of it were between Piccadilly and New Bond Street
on their Saturday morning walks just before the shops opened.
Parts of it were at the Waterstones bookshop at the Strand
where they first met.
A lot of it was just floating across the city above
the small roads, the Plain trees, and historic buildings
that were London
She finally left the city
but the sadness followed her.
It was now embedded into her
In her memories
Tattooed all over her face
Eyes and thighs.
Till it became part of her and
defined who she was.
She became all the stronger for it.