you don't seem to understand
the clarity of an unspoken word
a gentle touch of your hand provides
so many reassurances held in the eyes of one you love
i know i can trust you
even though i cannot trust myself
i am a black abyss
and you the shining sun
the reflection i see in the mirror
is a foreign body to me
i don't know these eyes
yet yours are so familiar
you see, i met you and
felt the presence of a home never known to me
clarity and reassurance among the creases of your sofa
worn by love and comfort
you don't understand
and i know you never will
but believe me when i say
i'll forever be grateful for the hidden house you so willingly, yet unknowingly showed
you're my family
you're my living breathing home
you're my walking blanket in which
i'll always find refuge
let me fold myself in and
hug the broken parts of you with my scattered soul
let me give you even a fraction of
what you've given me
if only you ever knew.
Mar 17, 2018
Mar 17, 2018 at 12:20 AM UTC
you don't seem to understand
the clarity of an unspoken word
a gentle touch of your hand provides
so many reassurances held in the eyes of one you love
i know i can trust you
even though i cannot trust myself
i am a black abyss
and you the shining sun
the reflection i see in the mirror
is a foreign body to me
i don't know these eyes
yet yours are so familiar
you see, i met you and
felt the presence of a home never known to me
clarity and reassurance among the creases of your sofa
worn by love and comfort
you don't understand
and i know you never will
but believe me when i say
i'll forever be grateful for the hidden house you so willingly, yet unknowingly showed
you're my family
you're my living breathing home
you're my walking blanket in which
i'll always find refuge
let me fold myself in and
hug the broken parts of you with my scattered soul
let me give you even a fraction of
what you've given me
if only you ever knew.
i love you
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