i
a  m
positive
that   you
are  made  of
s  t   a  r   d  u  s  t
and  water  balloons,
oil  pastels  and  the
collecti­on          of
settled     sugar
at             the
b o t  t o m
of      my
c u p s
o     f
t e a

Because of love
I became broken
But because of love
it also fixed me
And because of self love
I grew

Hearts break
when people change
but feelings stay the same.

On a single day I became his entirely, all in all
Even what did not belong to me was now somehow his
He took the pain I had been collecting and ripped it from my skin

Without any warning he sprouted
And his roots found my ankles
Tangled around my thighs into my veins  
From there, we grew

We grew so high that we could only be found by our guardian
Angels,
They caught us way up above the clouds in perpetual ******