Bruised.
Broken.
Poor tattered heart, just how much have you endured? You've been though hell and back. Only seeking to be loved.
Your pure light dimmed through the many undeserving heartbreaks.
Mine own heart aches at your pain.
If I could, I would take it all away.
Even if it meant losing mine own light, even if it meant that I should die slowly.
Darling I would do this and more for you. If you could open the doors of your fragile heart to my lonesome and humble love.
I would carry your burdens through fire and rain. And I would put your insecurities to rest.
You don't have to be alone, I shall stand by your side.
Love all your perfect imperfections, let me love you back to health.
