Ode to Heartbreak

It is okay to have my heart break.
It is okay to start over at 37.
A new life, with new opportunities, awaits.
There is nothing wrong with the tears that stream,
with the chest that it feels like it might cave in
or explode and take my life with it in its demise.
Every day is a chance to rebuild the house of glass
that shattered under the pressure
of trying to be the person I was not.