You picked up every piece, of my fragile shattered heart
You pieced me back together, who knew you were good at art
You placed every crooked shard of glass right back were it belonged
You knew exactly who I was, and how to make me strong
You placed my heart in a jar
A jar that felt like home
I never felt too far
From you when we were alone
You made me feel safely warm
I suspect some brewing
Chloroform
I know your intentions are good, and I know you'll make things alright
But I can't help the shiver down my spine
You are my kryptonite
YOU ARE READING
the sound of my emotions
Poetryall of our emotions make a sound, and this is the melody of mine