It wasn’t until I met you that I discovered that softness could exist so beautifully in human form
You made me comfortable enough to forget that I was tainted
You opened my gates and walked your way through the reservoirs of my pain; war ready with a box and a knife
Carving my hurt away and placing it where it couldn’t bruise me anymore.
Even though i never asked.
Even though you didn’t have to.
You reminded me of love
A different kind that I wasn’t used to but was anxious to wrap myself around
You made me feel…safe.
I found solace in your arms and belonging while drawing the stars on your chest as you lay asleep.
With time, I remembered that relying on someone to keep your light alive, gives them just enough power to kill it ;and
through my brokenness, I became terrified that you might have been the piece to complete me.
In the end, I chose to welcome the best parts of your affection with the thorns I grew trying to protect the purity I prayed I hadn’t lost yet.
I’m grasping onto the hope that one day I might be able to explain to you how I’ve come to find both love and fear in you
About the Artist:
“Words have always been my favourite form of expression. I’m infinitely inspired by sensuality, nature and the idea of complete self-love.”