Thursday, December 19, 2024

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My chest is ripped open
broken pieces exposed
quiet aching parts.

Your fingers trace 
each mistake
each regret
each scar
softly
with strong gentle hands
making me forget
what it felt like
to break in the first place.

You're an artist
engraving on my bones
the letters of your name. 

I've never felt like I belonged 
anywhere
except now 
to you. 

When you say forever
I believe you. 


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