Some days feel like a gift.
His love, consuming every part of me,
allowing me a moment to
forget the unloved places that would
sometimes swallow me whole.
The thought of being loved so much
by someone else,
allows me to forget where it hurt
so much by someone else.
On other days, love cuts like a knife.
These are the brutal days,
the unbearable days,
the days where the pain takes my breath away.
Where his reflection forces me to
face buried depths
covered in guilt and shame.
Pause,
deep breath. . .
he takes my hand,
promises to love me whole,
uncovering every fold.
Promises to come find me in the darkness
of my untethered soul.
I surrender.
Because love like this,
I never knew could exist.
I’d never seen before.
This healing is what I need more.
Right here,
right now,
always,
and forever,
with him.
