Remember youth, your beauty was blossoming
The flower of your heart awakened in all things.
Recall the moments of serene childhood,
always swirling with peace and calm
When did those memories vacate?
Upon which mount was the fall to occur?
Out of sync with innocence losing promise
of belief, emotions, commitment to others?
Fleeting pause between breaths,
Instantaneously wrought with
Methods to earn your trust,
earn your love,
earn your faith?
As a child you never hesitated to give of yourself
to others along the way. You gave and gave and asked
for nothing in return, and now you think you
don’t have anything more to give away. You hide
your true self behind jokes and disillusionment,
holding to the outward facade of being aloof.
Until one day, you open your heart, and
that aloof rips yours and the one you opened
into tiny little pieces. Flung in the air like
confetti, it is now time for you both to put
them back together. Mend your hearts,
do it together, glue piece by piece back into form.
Do not worry or fret about yours and mine
upon repair, for in the end all that should be
remaining in both is: