Thursday, November 10, 2016

Imperfect Love

Counting down the days 'til a broken heart,
I am broken.
I wish you could fix me, 
But all the shards in your hands
Can't be bound by love.
Only time heals
And a beg your patience,
My heart bleeds and my mind blanks
And there is only numbness.
Love me and I will love you,
This messy, difficult, imperfect, beautiful
Love. 

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