i devoted myself to you, the way clouds devote themselves to the sky & rain makes a devotion to the earth, the soil beneath our feet could not support you more than i do. i gave you pieces of me, glass shards & broken bits and pieces, little by little sending myself in packages to be delivered to your caring hands. you kissed the scars on my knuckles, the tiny marks on my fingertips from years of shuffling through all the sharp edges ive been surrounded by, slowly blurred them down to nearly nothing. you made my world a whole lot softer, a whole lot more beautiful than i had it before. you taught me how to love, you taught me how to break free of my restraints and learn that maybe- just maybe sadness is not a home but a tribulation on the way. i could press forward- march on towards the calm seas and the flowing fields and find happiness just as i did within your smile. you taught me how to love myself, just as you do, to take my ugliness and make something beautiful- destruction is a form of art- i could be my own masterpiece. i see god inside of you, i see religion and safety, i see the storms reflecting back at me, with a smile on your face. i want so badly to effect you the way you effect me, but i am afraid i am full of spaces and you are a holy ghost full of naivety and oblivion & i adore that about you, only i feel so lonely in my devotion, it seems as i am drowning in addiction while you stand proud & tall- prepared to take on the universe and then some.
