The first last time

"No matter what, I'll always adore you."

Always.

While your face is bent.

Cracked screen is your focus.

"And you'll always be perfect." 

Always. 

Bones bare, heart splayed out. 

Eyes have changed. 

Seen things they hoped they wouldn't. 

I can't be perfect anymore. 

But I believed you in that moment. 

Forgive me my weakness

I was a pillar. And I held. 

You wanted strength 

to match. 

Your own

desire was for more. 

Desire does not build walls;

only lays

foundations. 

Bare.

Everything changes

Split the difference.

Splice something new in its place.

The wound will heal. 

Bark will grow over, 

blister over the cuts and 

pull them together. 

It will happen in time. 

In time, everything changes. 

You don't see it happening. 

You never will.

Loving you

Hands open. 

Watch the bird alight. 

It can't stay. But while it is here, let it captivate. 

Appreciate that something wild has chosen boldly, if only for a minute. 

If I stay very still

If my whispers are soft enough 

This could be your hiding place. 

You have to choose it. 

But I think you want it. 

I will leave my hands open. 

You know how to love. You just don't know how to stay. 

Ruined

When love finally came, 

It was nothing like I imagined. 

When we imagine, 

We build with blocks of reality. 

Memories we have known.

Stories we have been told. 

And so how could I have imagined it?

There was no reference.

It was more real than my own body. 

When love crashed into my lungs, 

I learned that I had been suffocating.

My chest expanded. 

It felt so good to stretch open wide. 

And I opened 

I became

More 

than I was. 

More than I could have imagined for myself. 

When love left,

My lungs collapsed.

 

I was left gasping and ruined. 

Intention

To love someone is to see them 
as God intended.

And you were a masterpiece.

You had eyes like an eagle. You saw straight down into the world. 

Your discerning eyes knew the truth. 

You had a heart like a mountain. Your convictions could not be moved.

It did not matter how the rest would bend. 

You had a mind like a river. It cut deeper than anyone could see. 

But you could not control the current.

You were built to be a force of nature. But you knew enough to be afraid of that.

Never would admire it in yourself. 

I got too close to the edge. 

He loves you

"He loves you." 

"I don't care." 

Did you not hear me? He LOVES you. That has to be worth something. 

So few of us have that. Someone who sees our mess, knows it may never get better, and chooses us anyway. 

Who are you to push that away? Why would you make yourself an island when there is a someone ready to build you a bridge out of their own heart? 

He would defend you like his own brother.

He loves you. 

The rest of us are out here drowning in loneliness.