You loved her vividness.
She loved your darkness.
You admired her strength.
She embraced your weakness.
You wiped her tears of happiness.
She mourned your tears of sadness.
And when you saw her flaws,
You suddenly changed.
Dismissing the fact that she first loved your imperfections
Above all your lovable complexions.

The weirdest dream
I ever had
was you
not being in it

How to become a poet:
Let someone rip your soul apart.
And in the need of mending ,
You will replace it with words.