Here I sit, at 12:45
Thinking about you,
Thinking about how you broke me.
And you, just like clockwork
Come spiraling into my life
Thinking about how you dropped me like
A old vase.
And left me
To be the painful shards
On the cracked wood floors.
Thinking about how
You made my life so much more intricate
How you twisted and tangled my life into a
That I never signed up for.
But I gratefully accepted
And here I am
Thinking about how you made me feel
How it felt like you were picking up the pieces of my broken heart
And like superglue
Mended it back together.
But in reality making the shards
Of my shattered heart
Burn red hot,
Destroying everything in my path.
And all i can think about is our pure bliss.
Our pure bliss turned into
But I thank you,
I thank you for the slice of
Bliss that you handed me.
For without you
I wouldn’t be here
With these scars
That cover every part of my being
For being my inspiration,
The thorn stuck on my thumb, from the beautiful rose that will forever be stuck in my memory.
Thank you, from my 1 A.M. Guitled and pained self.