Homeless

Eviction
from the heart of another
hurts,
more than any other.
Today I felt
the familiar sting
of being
kicked to the curb
with no more than words
and no less.
I feel
cold,
hopeless,
homeless.
Maybe I'm feeling
too much,
it feels like
not enough.
I miss the warm
heart
already.
I wasn't ready.
His arms felt like
home.