I never knew what it was like to feel whole.
There were always holes.
And that big, 10 letter D-word
Always hanging over me like a teetering sword.
Waiting any moment to collapse into pieces,
It isn't something that just ceases.
Reassembled yet again with a few missing parts,
So many times it feels l ike modge-podge arts.
For every day that I see your face,
I forget about those broken lines I over trace.
And that words seems to no longer exist,
And your name is the only thing I see on my wrist.
From these holes I feel a reprieve,
That is until you must leave.
The very thought pricks my eyes with water,
And I try to prevent yet another slaughter.
Why is it only with you I feel control,
Like there's nothing missing from my soul?
Underneath the broken pieces you reveal
And only with you I know what it's like to feel