Pressing up against flawless skin
under laundry fresh cotton
columns of skin wrap around my waist
keeping me calm
from learning life
Sweet brief play with my fingers
making me regret
living
without someone to guide me
the innocent crease of his mouth
on my forehead
to remind me life isn't all bad
it doesn't go too fast
His paper towel hand dry my glimmering eyes
to help me understand
I was never alone
Even though I'm screaming to give up
he keeps me in his hold
making sure I don't
He runs his hand through my hair
something that is surprisingly soothing
All the hurt I want to remember
crushes on my island of pride
I wasn't hurt
He reminds me with his beautiful words
not manipulation
I realize, but in my head I keep thinking so
what does my mind know?
My heart knows how to function
It beats... buddum, buddum, buddum
for his air inside his lungs
I want to love him
but I'm to scared to try
Instead he does
without a faint fear
He never gave me anything
He expresses that love is all he can give
He says he use to be broken too
until me
How could he think that?
All I ever gave him was trouble
He wrote me once saying
" Problems are nothing but
beauty performing a perfection orchestra."
I am beautiful
He makes sure I won't forget
even when I tell him to let me
Worry flashes on his face
what else could he do?
then he sits across from me
Places his rough hand on one of mine
He didn't kiss me
hug me
or even buy me chocolate
He gave me something more
something no one can beat
He gave me permission to be myself
and to let myself think
at least for a little while
I AM BEAUTIFUL!