Healing
Shattered.
By a weapon formed to torment me under the guise of love
Like fine shards of glass, I am pierced by my own brokenness
My fingers bleed from salvaging the pieces off of the ground
I repeat my soothing mantra
“I will be okay”
Because you love me, you want me to be okay
Better than okay
With each embrace, my pain dissipates
Under your thumb, I blossom in radiance
I open, and I am accepted
Like a cup of cocoa in the dead chill of winter
My veins fill with the warmth of you
Starting in my chest and crawling down to the pads of my toes
You repeat your soothing mantra
“Because I love you”
Love—its true identity once encrypted behind mist and fog and lies
Now clear through the light that shapes your smile
And draws me to you like a beacon
Love.
Once dark and mutilated, now smiles and adventures
It is an immortal summer filled with pleasures that never abate
What is pain? What is brokenness? It seems familiar
But I drink from your ubiquitous words, "I love you"
And soon forget