I wasn't looking,
The doors were closed,
The windows were latched,
Everything was cinched by a belt
But still,
You came in
Slipping through the cracks of my heart
Binding my soul—
With all that you are,
With all that I'm not.
Making me feel that I'm whole again
Dec 12, 2022
Dec 12, 2022 at 5:43 AM UTC
I wasn't looking,
The doors were closed,
The windows were latched,
Everything was cinched by a belt
But still,
You came in
Slipping through the cracks of my heart
Binding my soul—
With all that you are,
With all that I'm not.
Making me feel that I'm whole again
