we pieced me together from the ruins (and found flowers)
i was deconstructed
before i was
made anew
(that is to say
that i
broke down
felt weary
knew suffering
that i had counted days
between days
in which i was content
in-between days
in which i was unhappy
and not knowing
why
that i had felt my heart trip over panic
escalate in anxiety
that i had felt my heart slow in defeat
sagging with despair)
but as the caterpillar
crumbles
befores the dawn of rebirth
so did i
i had always been certain
that i was alone
because i was
lonely
(that is to say
that i was without
companionship
love
friendship
that i had
deliberately become the leaver
ever in fear of being left)
but some truths are made to be
disproven
and the embrace
from which i'd run
turned into the love
that held me together
i was deconstructed
before i was
made anew
(that is to say
i was remade into a
better me
when i allowed myself
to be loved by
someone else)
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