To this day, we still have issues,
Perhaps even darker, but that’s alright.
We’ll always belong with the broken, with the outsiders
And maybe we didn’t belong together, maybe it just wasn’t us
Believing we did, even for a while, felt great
It felt great sharing my deepest fears, pouring my soul out in front of you
Knowing I was safe to do it
Safe to be me, childish and maybe too scared at times,
Jealous and insecure, with you
We were just as broken,
Maybe in different ways and places, with different scars.
Broken by different people and with different people.
Yet you’ve let me get a glimpse of the darkness, of what’s been done to you
And I know you tried your best to let me in,
To let me be there for you, but it just wasn’t who you were at the time.
You could only get better alone
I wasn’t the one to let you alone when you were down
It wasn’t who I was
With you, I didn’t feel broken
I felt normal, I felt enough for the first time in a while.
You made me feel like I was something more than damaged goods.
Like I am worth more than pieces of what I offer
Like I was whole, even in pieces
And you left me for it,
Left because you weren’t ready to offer me what you felt like I deserved
We didn’t belong together,
But we’ve had the chance to see the world through different eyes,
We’ve seen each other’s pieces in a different light
We’ve shown each other
Being in pieces doesn’t make us unworthy of being loved
It didn’t last, but we got to see another side of darkness,
Priceless for people such as us,
Longing for the understanding of their souls
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As always, have a great day,
Alex