I wish love could heal.
I wish every time I said I love you, little parts of those broken pieces of yourself would mend.
I wish love was enough.
I wish that everything was possible with pure love.
I wish that with love came happiness, fulfilment, peace, and a little less misery.
I wish I could love your mind into less chaotic thoughts, your heart into becoming whole again, your body into calmness and composure, and your eyes into seeing yourself the way that I see you. Perfect.
I wish saying I love you fixed everything, if so, I would definitely be your handyman.
-Lydia Banda
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We The Void
PoetryHopefully these vile trenches can be illuminated. Hopefully the deep abyss can turn into paradise. Hopefully.
