One confused and anxious human getting stuck in that little town with that beautiful boy...
Blessed by the kind hearts of his friends.. they got the one confused and anxious human home.
After the most nerve-wracking yet amazing day in the park with that beautiful boy..
That beautiful boy gave the one confused and anxious human a hug..
And everything melted away..
Everything was quiet...
That beautiful boy felt like home..
For 7 months, the one confused and anxious human became less confused and less anxious.. but the one human watched that beautiful boy grow into the most amazing man.. and the most amazing man was still home...
But the one human still held some hurt on top of pains the one human already had..
The one broken human snapped on the most amazing man and immediately regretted it..
The one broken human could feel a tug in their heart, and they knew how it was going to end..
So the one broken human accepted their fate, then went away for a bit..
The first few days were hell.. the one broken human would cry themselves to sleep
Or the one broken human would fight the sleep to get the high..
The one broken human smiled and played pretend when in reality they would cry on the phone with momma about how stupid they were, and they always asked.. everyday...
"How is the most amazing man?"
Then, the people would be excited to see the one broken human
They tried their best to keep busy and always tried to be around everyone..
But...
The nighttime was a different story..
Thoughts would creep into their head right before the one broken human would fall asleep..
Eventually, the one broken human got a little better..
But the one broken human now has to get over breaking their own heart
Sitting there mad at themselves because they have to practice detachment when all they want is a deep connection...
Mad at themselves because they understand more than anything, and they support the most amazing man... in everything.. but the one broken human won't be selfish..
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Secrets of a dark soul
PoetryThis is a slow growing collection of my own poetry Alot of it is truama based so please read at your own risk.