Healing

Shattered.

By a weapon formed to torment me under the guise of love

Like fine shards of glass, I am pierced by my own brokenness

My fingers bleed from salvaging the pieces off of the ground

I repeat my soothing mantra

“I will be okay”

Because you love me, you want me to be okay

Better than okay

With each embrace, my pain dissipates

Under your thumb, I blossom in radiance

I open, and I am accepted

Like a cup of cocoa in the dead chill of winter

My veins fill with the warmth of you

Starting in my chest and crawling down to the pads of my toes

You repeat your soothing mantra

“Because I love you”

Love—its true identity once encrypted behind mist and fog and lies

Now clear through the light that shapes your smile

And draws me to you like a beacon

Love.

Once dark and mutilated, now smiles and adventures

It is an immortal summer filled with pleasures that never abate

What is pain? What is brokenness? It seems familiar

But I drink from your ubiquitous words, "I love you" 

And soon forget