when you first handed me your heart, I wanted to

guard it. cherish it. nourish it. admire it.

& I did.

at my own expense.

every time I compromised. every time I believed the same old lie. every time you refused to try. slowly and overtime.. our love ran dry.

yet still you grab my face
between hands that once made me tremble.. and you scream to me that I am the sun, moon, and stars.

*******, I KNOW that.
I don’t need you to tell me my identity. I've always been my own universe and you were just a visitor.

go back down for air. you’ll find yourself there. I promise.  

it’s not that I hate you, it’s just that your worship doesn’t hum my hallelujah.