It was the moment I looked up from my ****** hands and set my eyes on your body of broken glass that I realized you can’t really fix anything until you accept the fact that it’s broken. I’m sorry that it took so long, but it took a lot of me to ask God how come he led me to you and cause damage on something so perfect. He told me that you would've never been considered perfect without the smudge of my lipstick on your neck and the glass you chipped in my hands. He told me that before I came to you there was a smile missing from your face and your heart was only beating out of habit instead of will. I asked how come he thought I could love you when I couldn't even love myself. He lay down a mirror and suddenly I got it; I only love myself when my hands are leaving fingerprints on your back, I only love myself when my lips feed off the taste of your mouth, I only love myself when my hands run through every inch of your hair and I see myself in total perfection when I’m resting in the warmth of your arms. He told me that some people wind up together, as for other are meant to simply be; I never believed in God in the first place, that he put nails through his hands to show his love for the world…until I had glass in my hands to show my love for you and finally it all made sense.

My hands aren't bleeding anymore; my eyes haven’t set sight on your chiseled face for months. It all leads back to the fact that you can’t fix anything until you accept the fact that it’s broken. You were broken glass inside my hands and I was too focused on the fact that I finally loved myself with you to realize that you needed fixing. Every day I pay the price of having been blinded by my own selfishness, while you’re walking down side walks that threaten to crack open and swallow you whole, just to possibly find someone capable of gluing your pieces back together. I’m sorry I couldn't be that person for you but just remember that when you wake up shaking in the middle of the night it’s simply God gripping you by the shoulders and shouting into your ear “You are loved! You are loved! You are loved!”