Could this be true?
There is something about you that makes me move towards you.
I’ll put down my barbed wired walls and tell the battalion protecting my heart to call off fire.
All of my scars and my brokenness are masked, so that I can be of service to you.
My inner voice is saying this is blind faith but I want to believe.
I’ve done the hard yards. Done my own deep healing.
So when I see you stuck in your anxious mind.
It makes me want to run over all your cracks with honey and soothe you like Aloe Vera.
Tell me where the world left you bare and I will dress you up in warm polyester.
I don’t love you yet but I care deeply.
I have enough love for the both of us.
So tell me is this true love or am I fooling myself?













