Have you ever gotten those presents

Where there's this beautiful, priceless treasure

Something whose beauty is immeasurably pure in a box that's wrapped in an infinite number of boxes

In a bigger box

In a safe

With a lock

Mailed to your door

In a box

With a bow

That's how I give my love

Protected so carefully because the last time I let my soul be ripped open and on display

Like a museum of sweet, painful memories

A glass case of emotion

I watched as the whole thing was shattered and the shards cut slowly into me over a year

More than a year

And I still hurt to this day

Sometimes, if I move the worng way, I get it again

My bed, my pillow are covered in broken glass and dreams

Broken trust in love

The place where I lay my head for peaceful night is veiled as a place of demons

All because I let the wrong person rip me open in the most beautiful way possible

So sure, it might take forever to unwrap this seemingly endless puzzle

Only to get a little, tiny, microscopic gift that's scratched and beaten

Some glue here and there

And no, you might not think it's pretty

I don't think it's pretty

Not in society's definition of a heart perfectly together

Like the pictures in the coloring books I used to love

With a clear outline to fill in with bottomless red

My love is not like that

It's sporadic, spontaneous, whimsical even

It rides on life like I have never been able to do and it is wonderful, bring, sunny

The light in my dark mind

It is battered and beaten, but through those scars shines hope

I hope you find beauty in it

Once you get through all hte packaging

But I hope you find beauty in it because I do

And I find beauty in you

You are beautiful

A masterpiece that has been ripped to shreds and pieced back together

You are so beautiful

Unlike anything I have ever seen

Unlike the last beautiful nightmare that tore me apart

You are something I must have

A piece to add

The last puzzle piece to fit into my shattered heart

You are so beautiful

Standing there with your hopless smile

And your dream-filled eyes that pull the world in like black holes

Mesmerizing in your walk

Your strut makes the stars fall to grace your path

And your touch, your smell makes the blood rush through my heart again

I have a museum of feeling instead of ash

A mind of starlight instead of endless dark

I am not put together enough to be worthy of your starlit presence

Nor may I ever be

But just standing here

Watching your ever move

Seeing how the world moves with you, follows your path

How she dances through space only to let days continue through time for you

It makes me realize that I don't need to be beautiful

I don't need a beautiful heart

Perfectly put together

Without glue

Without boxes within boxes within safes, behind walls and tears

None of that

All I need to breathe is you