Wednesday, April 25, 2012

Mended Hearts

Don't feel sorry for me
I don't
All because I have
What you let go
And more
So much more
Than you'll ever know
Because your heart
Was too selfish
To be selfless with his
I picked up your pieces
The ones you left
Bloody and cold
Sewed them together
And nurtured
Them whole
I thought I'd resent you
For having stories with him
Before I wrote mine
But the memories we create
Are always one of a kind
And now is the time
For us to bathe in the light
Watching our bloom
As we shower in sunshine
And stitch together
A pair of mending hearts
Who found in one another
What we were looking for
From the start




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