you were scared and needed someone to help you,
so you wouldn't be alone.
he was there first, then i came.
i tried to lift you up, but i can only do so much.
your heart had to many cracks and didn't need any more.
i loved you, but was scared to confess.
because i feared of rejection.
you, the boy who i slowly grew to love,
are you tsundre, sadist, and utterly heart broken.
and i hope that one day i can seal your cracks, and hope to not break you,
as if you were glass.
because you, my love, are a broken butterfly.
'Ci'Agea
'Note from writer: HAPPY BIRHTDAY, CIEL PHANTOMHIVE!!!!! This poem is dedicated to the cutie!!!
YOU ARE READING
Endless poetry, from a black girl.
PoetryQuote: "I will shed all of this skin down to the very bone, beneath it if that's what it will take for you to come to realization that appreciate is not what makes a human beautiful." -Christopher Pointdexter. just some of my feelings jumbled up...
