I couldn't get over you.
the dark trenches I was in.
consumed by darkness.
tortured by the constant ache deteriorated my chest.
yet you loved me.
you smiled me.
you look at me with such a warmth.
and that hurt more.
I wasn't good enough for you.
I wasn't good enough for anybody.
so I thought.
you picked up the broken shards of me you didn't care how bad you'd bleed.
you put me back together no matter how many times I fell apart.
you never left.
just listening.
caring.
feeling.
you showed me a world with just me and you in it.
suddenly the tears stopped.
the pain just came and went.
it was like you were healing me from inside out.
I dreamt of you at night instead of nightmares.
I wanted you instead of numbing the pain.
I wanted to only feel you.
falling deep.
crashing hard.
knowing you would never tear me apart.
it's was this game we played, this game called love.
as you made me fall deep nursing a heartbreak as I fell back in love.
©darkmocha
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