Dazed and confused
I stood there
Monday 
August 12.
I thought I knew heart break.
I thought I knew heart break 
I thought I felt heart break
But it took me a week to realize that I had not.
Unless you count the days that it still hurts
Then I will be counting, for the rest of my life
I thought I knew heart break
Until I realized, I had not
I knew break-ups
I knew less than twenty minutes of tears
I didn't not know seven days straight 
I didn't know sobs muffled by pillows held closely to my mouth
I knew no poems or pictures or memories or thoughts
I didn't know her
What I knew, was mediocrity
I knew simple cuts
Compared to an ocean of blue turned red when that tsunami hit, 
Cut deeper than anything simple I've ever experienced
I knew waves
I didn't not know underwater volcanoes
I knew rain
Not thunder storms with winds so strong they break houses
I knew cuts, simple
Compared to an ocean of blue turned red when her tsunami hit
I never knew heart break
I understood it
I never knew heart break
Because I never felt it
I never knew heart break 
I understood it
It took me 256 days to realize that
Because on August 12 
I stood there 
Listening to her underwater volcanoes hit my shore
And blocking out the sound of the thunder that broke my ears
And when that tsunami hit, my body bled an ocean turned red
I didn't know heart break, but I sure as hell felt it
As I just stood there
Dazed and confused.