When you meet them, you will not see it
but you will feel it
your heart will beat steadier/
your palms will find relaxation
warmth will no longer lie within your favorite winter sweater
and suddenly
their worries will become your own
their pain will flow through your veins
then one night you will lie awake in bed and realize that the soul you're in love with is broken
you will hurt eachother
sometimes they'll cut you deeper
but you will only care to heal their scars
you were drowning in your own cup of water and along came another broken glass
there will be days when the sun won't shine as bright
nights when your bed sheets will feel colder
their eyes won't always sparkle at the sound of your voice
and you will feel it in your stomach,
in your soul
when they cry
your throat will knot first
and the saddest thing is, you will signify their happines
you - who are broken too
but they are not waiting on you to fix them

things won't always be okay
and that's…okay