you made my pain your own and in turn I bled out so you could watch me
I was broken and I was typical
now you are broken and we are broken together
I do not know how to fix two broken pieces
but jagged edges have a knack for fitting together.
my ears are ringing and you are singing, singing to me
and I swear I will sing to you, I will heal you with my voice in all the ways I know how
there is nothing ordinary about the way I feel when you say my name
and I am home when you breathe your sweet breaths against my ear drum
we've created a home out of so many broken things
and as broken things tend to do, we have become one
we will become a whole, you and I
we will fill each other up and finish each other's thoughts
we will color in the blank spots and overflow the emptiness
you will be my rock and my hard place
and I will call you mind
we'll be okay