I hugged myself one night.
Amidst angry words I heard
despite their silence;
among the eyes of those
who were not there;
against anything and
everything I’ve
ever done;
I hugged the flesh that carved itself;
engulfed the form I’ve never known;
I kissed my heart, too weak to fight;
I held myself one night.
And oh,
What it felt like to be loved.
(Finally.)
Oct 10, 2020
Oct 10, 2020 at 7:56 AM UTC
I hugged myself one night.
Amidst angry words I heard
despite their silence;
among the eyes of those
who were not there;
against anything and
everything I’ve
ever done;
I hugged the flesh that carved itself;
engulfed the form I’ve never known;
I kissed my heart, too weak to fight;
I held myself one night.
And oh,
What it felt like to be loved.
(Finally.)
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