With eloquence she spoke
Telling me her beautiful tragic story
I don’t think she was trying to be frightening
But rather a warning with an undertone of inviting
She told of how he swept her off her feet
Made her knees go weak
She was used to wondering around aimlessly
until he came along and gave her somewhere to run to
They were both broken, so together they planned to be whole
He promised to be there on bad days,
And when he spoke, she only focused on the good things
In time she was caught in him and he was all she had
As time went by, bliss became a distant stranger
She knew heartache by name and he became the source of her pain
She found the strength to migrate from his control
but none was left for her to piece herself back together
I wanted to speak my truth but I was afraid it was something she had already heard
And I knew the greatest challenge would not be to convince her that I meant every word
But rather that someone in this world, could want the broken pieces she had to offer