There was a chaotic ache in my chest,
in the place that is now your home.
Right at the spot you nourished,
as you infused me with love.
It ached,
till your love spilled
onto the corroded chunks in
the rotten corners of my heart.
Till your love spilled
onto the bits brittled
by the ones who got to
crawl under my skin.
It ached,
till your loved spilled
onto the bits burnt by
the fires of my fury.
Your love
healed the ruins within me.
It creeped its way to the darkest of places,
and it gave them comfort.
It seeped through the cracks,
giving warmth to the cold within.
Your love,
evened out the sharp edges of the cracks in my heart.
Your love has made me whole again.
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Behind Her Eyes: A Collection of Poetry.
PoetryHere are my words, thoughts, and most importantly, all the feelings I burry. I've finally gathered the courage to share them, and to share a part of me. Here are the thoughts that visit me through the night put into words; of all there is to fee...
