You broke me,
I remember that–
every
single
detail
about it.
Do you? Do you remember it?
Don’t worry if you don’t
I’ve written it all down,
especially for you;
It’s a gift.
You broke me
like a glass,
like a bone.
But I fixed myself,
It took me time,
people,
tears,
and poems.
I’ve heard you want to try
again,
let me tell you something:
I’ve got tons of words to describe myself with,
But I
am
not
breakable
anymore;
I am so much more
than just
words,
I am
actions,
thoughts,
changes,
something that you will
never
be.