A Collection of Our Deepest Thoughts and Darkest Moments

reflecting

i'd experienced love once
it was innocent and pure
i used to smile as he gently caressed my cheek
staring lovingly into my eyes
as he leaned in for a kiss

but that same person made me experience fear
i was scared to move
like i was a prisoner of war
and he was waiting for one wrong move
as if it was a cue to hurt me

those same eyes glared at me
with a hatred i'd never come to understand
that hand that once gave calming touches
now stung as they moved so swiftly across my cheek
like they'd never met before

now i sit here with a love dying to be explored
and although it's been tainted
i had learned to never lose hope
because that same hand that became a stranger to my cheek
is now busy gripping at his own throat
begging for the poison to stop his heart

it's my nature to wish he didn't feel that way
but those who hurt you are what hold you back
both from being who you are
and loving to the purest form
just like you did when that hand was yours to hold

now take a minute
sit back and breathe
because what happened in the past may hurt
but it will never define what you are or what you deserve

stay strong, love