you walked through the door
and my entire body filled with butterflies.
you had forever in your eyes,
and love in every touch you made.

as I whisper "I love you",
you answer me with a smile
and an "I love you, too."

and as you kiss my lips,
and run your fingertips across my skin,
energy goes through every bone I have.
and slowly, you put my shattered heart back together.
just like you put a puzzle back together
as soon as you take it out the box;
piece by piece.

but, little did I know
that I would soon begin to torture myself
with the memory of December 31st.
and little did I know that
our kisses would be memories burning in my mind
and that your touch would linger
so long, after you've gone.

and while I try to find my old self again,
I realize that my love for you is still as
burning red as it was that December night.
but, along with this.
I come to the agonizing realization
that your love for me is as faint
as the scars I have on my body,
from when you broke me
that January night.