Had I known that the heart breaks slowly, dismantling itself into unrecognizable plots of misery... had I known yet I would have loved you, your brash and insolent beauty, your heavy comedic face and knowledge of sweet delights, but from a distance I would have left you whole and wholly for the delectation of those who wanted more and cared less.
In this excerpt from Maya Angelou's "And Still I Rise," the speaker reflects on the pain of unknowing how slowly the heart can fracture into despair. Despite this, they acknowledge that they would still have loved the person’s bold and daring beauty, their expressive face, and their knowledge of life's pleasures. The love is deep and genuine, even in the face of inevitable heartbreak.
Had I known that the heart breaks...