Heartbreak arrived for me in my body, quietly, before I had the words to describe it. As a tightening in my chest during conversations that should have felt easy and carefree. As the way my shoulders never fully dropped, even when I was smiling, I felt like I was waiting. There is a particular loneliness in being emotionally present while waiting for steadiness to arrive. By being emotionally steady and waiting to see if it would be reciprocated.