Early Morning Clarity



Wouldn't you know, my sweet

My heart, open as it seems

Begging to be plucked

Poked

Pulled from my chest and trampled

Is made of sterner stuff?



The promise of heartbreak

The sullen, stained silver lining

Is that you appreciate what love is real

You learn how to love and love right

And

That hard coating shrugs off all but the most vicious of onslaughts

The Walls of Camelot, as it were



The gentle touch of your beautiful wrist

Could hardly harm me

You could lie and cheat

Hit and fake and bite

Attempt to plant the venom that kills me



But your pretend venomous bite

Is my antidote.

While I let my very soul

Be the deterrent

And my faith in you

Be my justification



Tell me about you

All about you

Tell me things I don't want to hear

Thoughts too sad to bear

How often, how hard you've been damaged



Let me watch the fractures fix



I could talk endlessly about what makes happy

But frankly

I don't know

There are so many things you do that make me happy

So much that Happiness has a different meaning each time you make me smile

Or

Each time I smile thinkin 'bout you

Yeah, like right now.





We make our own blueprints to happiness

You are featured in mine

Look again

The plans say

'Hold her

Keep her

Build your world around her'



I can't argue with the blueprints

Author's Notes/Comments: 

A response of sorts

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