letters to my broken heart.


how are you? 

my heart, we've been here before,

broken, lonely, longing for love. 

but we have never allowed 

loneliness to be our teacher

my heart, 

what would it be

to sit in this empty brokenness

and not reach out for

new love

to fill us up? 

my heart, my sweet, bruised heart,

let's unfold our weary petals

and rest here

in the fresh cusp of loneliness

on the edge of this pain, 

and not need anything

but this breath.

this is my letter to you, my heart

i am finally here for you,

i am here to honor your pleas,

after all this


it's me,

here to




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