My Charmer,
I’m not sure how I wanted to start this piece but I’m left wondering how does something so beautiful make you so sad?
Before you I had been scared of the pain that comes with loving and for so long I did my best to keep my heart locked so I don’t have to heal from wounds I can only feel but not see.
But I guess I’m here again, struggling against sinking sands and broken clocks that tick anti-clockwise.
People say slow burn romance last longer
But I say love happens without warning and I don’t believe in fairytales because I’ve been disillusioned by a lot of things I’ve seen and a lot of wounds I’ve had to nurse so I’m not left skeletal.
Yet I still think love is a raging fire, a heavy downpour , an avalanche and still I do believe it’s calm waters, it’s the sun glistening on the surface of the sea at the break of dawn , it’s the burst of colors you see in the skies at sunset. It feels like a cold room on some days and then feels like the warm smell of freshly baked pastries and hot chocolate in a cafe.
My heart, this tiny broken engine of mine
Holds a lot in her broken depths it’s hard to keep silent.
All it says is “it hurts”. Daggers to my chest hurts!!!
I lose myself in you every time, I’m a pirate lost at sea in calm waters I once navigated , an almost shipwreck with an anchor too stiff to loosen itself to keep me grounded .
It’s daggers… Oh!! this engine of mine … frail yet gracious…kind all the while hurting… “Another chance” it says.
My Charmer,
If you held the elixir of life then I’m at your mercy please .
If you hold the keys to life and death , I plead with you to set me free .
Because this engine has a habit of being stubborn holding on ,
being patient
and hoping.
And even when completely broken, every broken piece will still lay itself on the altar ever ready to keep pouring till there’s nothing left but dust. Even then, so long as it can be carried by the wind, it would keep circling around you , praying and hoping against all odds that even as a speck of dust you’d never have to second guess your place in my life.
I don’t think my thoughts are coherent enough but this broken engine is saying, you still have the keys.
Love ,
Your Blue.
Cause the sign on my heart said it’s still reserved for you.
