Emotion is usually hard for me,
I sometimes deprive myself of the vulnerability to truly feel things,
Not because I don’t want to but because life has taught me that it is safer that way,
I reduce connections to shelter myself from the pain of those connections being severed.
So when the thought of you leaving sent tears down my cheeks...
I was taken aback,
I can’t shield myself from you,
To be honest I do not want to,
It’s been quite a long time since someone or something has invaded my heart the way you have
And with every day
every kiss
every touch
you grow more and more a part of me.
My Thoughts race..
I wonder what has become of the cold and detached part of me that I used to present to the world.
The part stricken with grief and pain
Afraid to just be
I have come to the conclusion that she is healing.
And Your touch is like surgery.
Stitching all the broken pieces of me back together.
You seem to be blind to the pieces that are missing.
Or maybe you don’t see a need for them.
I’m not sure yet.
What I do know
all the pieces of me fit so perfectly with the pieces of you.
Like a puzzle,
Leaving me to wonder if the pieces were ever truly missing
Or if the voids were just waiting for you.
-B-