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.