Someone new
I poured out my affections
But you denied me a connection
You stole from me
The wholeness of my naivety
Used me and used me
til you used me up.
I will not forget.
But yet
out of the dark
arrived a spark
a light was shone
not your name on my phone
but another face
one with grace
my cold tired heart
was not awake
warm and thriving
something I couldn't fake
I wasn't whole
cracked and beaten was my soul
but in his hands
he held the glue
to fix my being
and help me start anew
I was safe under his arm
protected from your harm
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