how dare you take my beautiful heart and smash it between your cold wicked hands and leave it as rubble for me to mend.
how dare you not listen to my tears as I begged for you to keep your words and you burned them with your fire breath.
how dare you love me deeply until it was no longer convenient. that my dear, is not love at all!
how dare you cage this rare bird by expecting to force your morality down my burning throat, it burns from screaming I will love you just the way you are.
how dare you not care for me in the simplest of ways. willing to protect my honor or safety out of pure selfish laziness.
bless you for your tender hands and dilated eyes; ones that view my dainty heart as a prize.
bless you for finding beauty in the scars, and the beauty in my wildness.
bless you for loving a mosaic heart, and binding it with yours.
bless you for not running when I made things hard.
beloveds, that is love; the journey, the willingness to be vulnerable and raw and forgiving.
beloveds we are all flawed, scarred, scared, and damaged. not one better than another.
so when you say I love you......think long and hard, for when you suck those words back like a black hole, it leaves an empty space behind not just for her, but for all.
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