Second Chance

I was not your first love
or your first lover.

I was never soft or kind enough.
Closets full of shameful skeletons.
Veins pulsing with too much
wine, lust, guilt, poetry.

You were not the first person 
whose eyes I saw forever in.

I found you in pieces.
You are anger like a knife's edge.
Hell's survivor wearing betrayal like armor.
War between your teeth.
Flowers behind your ears.

I welcomed you like a locked safe.
Hopeless. 
Hopeful. 
Healing 

We speak to each other in 

Promises
Secrets
Dreams

I want to hold you until it stops hurting
Until we can be each other's last everything 

I can’t wait to do
Everything on earth with you