From the moment I saw her, I knew she was worth my broken heart.

Whether it was she who broke it repeatedly or not.

I wanted her to show me the most damaged parts,

her soul,

and I wanted to show her how it still shone like gold.

it still dared to leave a mark

every word,

every thought,

Every moment we had

every half smile,

and every sigh,

every almost conversation,

I do not know why.

but it still left its mark,

It left traces only she could put

inside of my heart.