The connective tissue
between our humanity
is what sustains my hope in it
It is the instincts we act upon
to protect the ones we love
the humility we show
when we cry into someone’s arms
remind us of how fragile we are
because sometimes
all I’m really looking for is someone
who can hold my fragility
and still love me for it
even when I break
After all
our life is fleeting away
with each palpitation
bouncing against the brittle
walls of our hearts
is a spectacle of God’s love
desperately longing to be acted upon
May 16, 2022
May 16, 2022 at 3:51 PM UTC
The connective tissue
between our humanity
is what sustains my hope in it
It is the instincts we act upon
to protect the ones we love
the humility we show
when we cry into someone’s arms
remind us of how fragile we are
because sometimes
all I’m really looking for is someone
who can hold my fragility
and still love me for it
even when I break
After all
our life is fleeting away
with each palpitation
bouncing against the brittle
walls of our hearts
is a spectacle of God’s love
desperately longing to be acted upon
