the fact your birthday happens to be on the day of love is no coincidence
it wasn’t a mistake, it was fate.
A sign to the whole world how much love you were capable of giving out.
An outward sign to look a little deeper,
to show the world the outside view of you was just the tip of the iceberg
with more depth than the ocean and more facets than the worlds most expensive diamond
but like the ocean and a “girls best friend” you were scary and cruel at times.
Some days you were so cold you stole the breath from my lungs
and other days you brought the color to my cheeks.
Being born on the day of love must have given you the power to give and take away love in the blink of an eye.

When we hugged
I never asked you
To check my back
For stab wounds
But I'm thankful
That you did
And now you've gone
And left me with
The same scars