You kept the love in halves
and left me behind to love for two
with a heavy heart
between vast solitude,
holding only half-love
as a vital amulet,
hanging from my neck
like a painful snare.
©2026 Vasiliki Papadopoulou

You kept the love in halves
and left me behind to love for two
with a heavy heart
between vast solitude,
holding only half-love
as a vital amulet,
hanging from my neck
like a painful snare.
©2026 Vasiliki Papadopoulou

This is a poignant and visceral image of asymmetric grief. The idea of being left to “love for two” perfectly captures the exhausting math of a broken heart, where one person carries the entire weight of the emotion. The “half-love” as both a treasured amulet and a painful snare is a powerful contradiction—it speaks to how we cling to the very thing that hurts us because it’s all we have left of the person.
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