you told me that you were broken and that you wanted to heal.
i did not know that your soul was glass i did not know that your heart was dark
you aimed the broken pieces of your soul at my heart like arrows. i broke my soul trying to mend yours.
my fingertips bled as i weaved your soul back together. and my eyes dried up from the tears of my pain.
i always believed that pain cleanses your soul as rain cleanses the earth. so i let my heart storm through my eyes.
and once your soul come back together, you told me that i was broken.
you told me that you were not a doctor and that your words were just words.
you told me to move out of your way. because who would want a wounded soul like mine.
and now i turn my heart i turn to myself to say,
my dear heart, forgive me. forgive me for breaking you as i healed others
forgive me for making you beat to the happiness of others.
forgive me for not listening to you.
i promise you from today. i promise you from this moment. to put you first, and put me first
















