Love Letter To My Poetry

I missed you I know that we haven't spoken in awhile and that's my fault When my soul is in agony I have a tendency to lock myself away from the world because I fear that my emotional pain is too much for anyone to handle That's not how it used to be with us though When I was sad I came to you You would hold your arms out wide as I fell into them You would hold me as I cried against your shoulder When my arms were stained red from bleeding after tearing up my arms with a razor you were there to wrap my arms in bandages and you would kiss my wounds as if kissing them would make them disappear I told you my deepest secrets and you've kept every one I shared with you my darkest thoughts and you never grew afraid of me You loved me when my stomach was hungry because I refused to eat when I thought 145 pounds was too fat I was rotting away in every way possible yet you managed to breathe life into me every time I remember when I first told you I wanted to kill myself you took my hand and squeezed it hard You reminded me that the air I was breathing was a gift and to never take it for granted You found me when I was broken You shared my journey and hit rock bottom every time I did too When I was too angry to talk to you you never got upset You waited patiently for me to come to my senses We spent every moment together You were my life line at one point but as time went on and I got better we began to drift apart Everyday conversations turned into every other day which turned into every other week and eventually into every other month Then a year passed and we didn't speak once I felt guilty about it but I felt like I didn't need you anymore I thought the universe brought us together because it knew I was in pain I had no one to turn to and you gave me everything I knew how to love you in sadness but no clue how to love you in happiness I missed you to the point I felt lost as if a part of me had died Then in the blink of an eye on a great Sunny day I found you waiting for me with a big smile on your face I ran up to you and took your hand and my heart immediately knew that through the good times and the bad times I was meant to be with you As I sit here writing this out tears are slowly streaming down my face It feels so good to share with you everything I feel as if we were back in that place that walk in closet in the house on 28th street where 12 years ago you found me I fell in love with the greatest thing on earth I fell in love with writing poetry

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mandie-sanders

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