My Heart: A Collection Of Poetry And Short Stories

All of Her.

I loved her, all of her, for how I watched her crawl beneath my skin and into my soul. I loved her, all of her, for how she would cover my dark fields and leave trails of roses left to grow. She walked with the universe on her shoulders and made it look like a pair of wings. Oh how I loved her, all of her, for how she devoured me whole and made sense of all my bones. But most of all, I loved her, all of her, for healing my pieces and guiding them all back home. Now I wake up in the morning and wonder what happened to the girl who use to be there for me no matter how much I pushed her away. I'll remember all the things she's done for me, and all the pain I put her through. I'll realize how important she was in my life and how amazing she really was. But, When that day comes, she'll be waking up with the guy who already knew