im never worried when im with her.
i never worry about her seeing the scars on my leg that i tend to keep hidden because i know she wont think less of me. i never worry when im singing to her in the car and my voice cracks because she kisses me regardless. i never worry about telling her how i feel because i know she never invalidates my feelings. i am more myself with her than i have been with anyone else. i didnt think id be able to feel loved again. she is so unlike anyone else.
i didnt think id be able to feel loved again, the one before her convinced me no one else would love me the way they did. but her, she makes me feel like if i called god and asked for the heavens, id recieve.
and maybe thats what she is-
a little piece of heaven.
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everything is (not) okay
Poetrya collection of short poems and stories written by the fingertips of the most heartbroken soul trying to mend itself through words and painfully sad poetry.
