Something soft flutters in the corners your mind -
stamp out the handicaps he gave to you once,
they don't apply here.
Brush off the little fragments of voices
that torment your sleep
He won't hurt you this time.
This time it is soft, gentle
a burden drowns itself on your fear
and dissolves into mist.
Have you missed this?
But you never had this, you had
pity *** and shame and washing your skin raw but never feeling clean;
you had
fights and giving in and losing a bit of yourself every time you said okay,
you had him
slamming fists into walls and
slamming fingers into you, but darling
you never had love
until the next one placed his hands on your tired shoulders
and gave you the warmth of
every fragile unveiled promise that the universe can hold -
you never had love until
he took you into his arms and showed you to embrace the world with a bleeding heart, full to the brim with
fresh starlight and an endless string of "maybes",
because maybe
you love him.
Mar 27, 2018
Mar 27, 2018 at 11:04 PM UTC
Something soft flutters in the corners your mind -
stamp out the handicaps he gave to you once,
they don't apply here.
Brush off the little fragments of voices
that torment your sleep
He won't hurt you this time.
This time it is soft, gentle
a burden drowns itself on your fear
and dissolves into mist.
Have you missed this?
But you never had this, you had
pity *** and shame and washing your skin raw but never feeling clean;
you had
fights and giving in and losing a bit of yourself every time you said okay,
you had him
slamming fists into walls and
slamming fingers into you, but darling
you never had love
until the next one placed his hands on your tired shoulders
and gave you the warmth of
every fragile unveiled promise that the universe can hold -
you never had love until
he took you into his arms and showed you to embrace the world with a bleeding heart, full to the brim with
fresh starlight and an endless string of "maybes",
because maybe
you love him.