Held

Somebody told me I was easy to love

Not once or twice

They said it until it settled into me

Floated over me 

Until I stood in a coffee shop

Neck deep in old wounds

My reactions silenced

I lost myself in their eyes

I wanted to call them a liar 

I think I did with my awkward smile

And they said it again

Held my hand and waited

And I almost cried every tear I had 

I almost flooded the city block

Drowned the world in it

Because maybe I'm not a trial by fire

But a heart wanting to be held

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