i thank the hardships,
that life made you go through,
for the roughness
of the skin that lies
on the palm of
your hands,

because that's the only
part of you i can still
feel
in my dreams

you disappoint me
even when I had
expected you would,

you make me learn
my lessons once,
twice
and three times,

you are the morale
of my story
that leaves
me
before I even get to
fold page 1.

i can feel the scars
she has left in places
you dont think i know of,

i can see the hurt in your eyes
every time you don't reflect back
my smile on your face,

i can love you
the way you deserve
to be loved,
because there is so much of that
in this heart of mine,
that is ready to self-destruct
before it ever harms you.