What else to expect

What else is there to expect—
if the world doesn’t shatter,
but quietly divides you into pieces.

but almost imperceptibly:
a thought — in one direction,
a feeling — in another,
and you remain somewhere in between,
no longer aligning with yourself.

And it feels
as if it isn’t happening—
but it already has.

And you look at yourself
like a scattered reflection,
gathering piece by piece
what still responds within you.