On Heartbreak and the Sacred Ache
By Frank Mondeose
There’s a certain silence that follows heartbreak.
Not the silence of nothingness—but of everything collapsing inward.
In that hollow space, I find grief not as weakness, but as a sacred echo—a reminder that I once dared to love with my whole being. That I opened the gates of my soul to another, and in doing so, touched something eternal.
What no one tells you is that heartbreak is not just about them.
It’s about the soul’s deeper yearning—to merge, to dissolve, to remember union itself.
In this ache, I’ve come to realize I wasn’t just searching for a partner.
I was searching for God through the eyes and union of another.
And now, without them, I walk that path alone.
But maybe that’s the gift.
To come home not just to someone—but to the part of myself that never left love’s embrace.
