She is still broken into parts,
but there is nowhere to hide.
Both her mind and her heart,
were crushed ‘fore I came.
She tries to run, she tries to hide—
Pushing me away at times,
even when I reach out to help.
So astonishingly beautiful,
yet so severely damaged within.
He lived only to serve himself,
leaving her just an empty shell.
I swear my love to her to be pure—
Can my words really be true?
I see it all in her tender eyes—
Wondering to herself in silence,
if I will repeat his mistakes.
I want to glue her pieces back,
but she looks right through me—
“Don’t ever think you know me,”
she says in frustration, and yet…
I stay by her side through the storm.
My heart carries zero doubt.
Together, we will repair her heart.
©2017 Taihair Brown