The book of poetry

It's been a while...

Hey, there old friend how are you how have you been,

A lot has happened since the day you left,

I know it wasn't your fault but I hate that you're gone,

I walk around these empty rooms and then all of a sudden in my head pops up a memory of you,

I blink once and I end up in the bathroom somehow staring at your face,

You're not there though it's just a mimic a perception of you,

I want you here but I can't go back I am sorry for all the hurt that has caused you to fall back,

You in there somewhere behind those walls I see in the eyes of the mimic staring back at me,

How do I get out how do I make you whole,

I can't but she can,

She puts her hand on our cheek and suddenly we feel whole,

Between all of us, she is there with enough love to fill our black souls,

We were once so cold till she came in and took our shattered heart and patched up every hole,

She sees our flaws and tells us it's okay because she loves every crack every scare every rip every chipped part that makes us who we are down to our bones,

I know you see her as you sit in that room of glass,

She loves you and wants you to come back,

Take her hand marry this girl,

For she is the one to bare your kids and mend your broken soul,

Cherish every moment like the time you two first said hello,

Marry this girl for she makes you come out again..

Hunter, she makes you whole.....