There's an empty cavity where my heart once lived.
I remember it being boisterous and selfless.

I ripped it out of my own flesh.  A sacrifice. A gift for you,
So that you'd never have to feel alone again.

I healed the scars on it myself.
They used to be wounds from careless lovers who were never good enough.

Once it was whole, I knew a place I could put it for safe keeping, a home in someone else.
You were always the place I could trust.

When my heart first left me, I was overjoyed that it was with you.
So happy and loud, I could hear my heart beat inside your chest no matter our distance.

But I don't hear it anymore.
The beating has been extinguished by pain and confusion.

I can't help but to think it was better off with me.
Still, I don't want it back... It was always yours anyway.

What if i told you

Loving you
Is the
Most magical,
Natural,
Effortless
Thing I've done in my life.

What if i told you

You inspire me to be
Courageous,
Kind,
Expansive,
Unapologetically me.

But instead, I'll choke on these words and tremble at the slightest notion that one day you'll find out.

You were the moon,
I was just the ocean.

I never could escape your gravitational pull.
My tides, the rise and the fall...
I owed them all to you.

The day you abandoned me,
I stood motionless, paralyzed by your absence.
A vast sea of salt water and emptiness.

Aching to feel your pull once more.