You're beautiful to me
Not because of something I see
Because you are broken.
All over.
Cracks in your plaster cast from tip to foot
So I can see the light within you
That shines so dimly in you
All you can see is that dry plaster
breaking and snapping before your very eyes
it haunts you
so you begin to tear
tear at the mold piece by piece
ripping the edges off of who you are
scratching the skin
you can't bear that weight any longer
You've tried to tape them together
Many times before
Nothing ever worked
No slapstick paste was strong enough
to put you back in place
So this is why I love you
Because you are shattered so
When I hold you in my arms
My skin begins to glow
Those broken pieces fit in my hand
like tiny grains of sand
Your warmth is not lost on me
You are worth more than you know
May 3, 2018
May 3, 2018 at 7:42 PM UTC
You're beautiful to me
Not because of something I see
Because you are broken.
All over.
Cracks in your plaster cast from tip to foot
So I can see the light within you
That shines so dimly in you
All you can see is that dry plaster
breaking and snapping before your very eyes
it haunts you
so you begin to tear
tear at the mold piece by piece
ripping the edges off of who you are
scratching the skin
you can't bear that weight any longer
You've tried to tape them together
Many times before
Nothing ever worked
No slapstick paste was strong enough
to put you back in place
So this is why I love you
Because you are shattered so
When I hold you in my arms
My skin begins to glow
Those broken pieces fit in my hand
like tiny grains of sand
Your warmth is not lost on me
You are worth more than you know