(Continuation of an old, old chapter, only with a better girl this time)
She holds my hand
And shows me what the perfect kind of love feels like
The kind where she lives you back
Where you're her world and she's toured
She kisses me on the cheek
And reminds me
I exist
Holy fuck
God almighty
I exist
I exist here at the exact stretch of time I'm supposed to
Because I'm here with her
She hugs me
Showing me just how truly different and special she is compared to all the other girls I have thought I've loved before
But none of that was ever even close to being like this
She holds me
And tells me I'm safe
So safe
So snug
So sound
So protected
She looks at me
And I know I'm hers
& she is mine
Some(lucky)how
She fucks me
And it brings back so much
And it teaches me I really do
Apparently
Have so much left to cry about
She touches me
And it can flip this switch
Make me tense
Make me flashback
Make me remember
Make me hurt
Make me cry
Make me regret
Not being with her
But not saying anything sooner
She touches me
And I can't tell what triggers it
But it brings out the part of me I lost in a bed way too young
But
When she marks me
It shows me I am new
I am not used
And I am not his
I am hers and she makes me look so beautifully bruised and complete
She makes me anew
Recreating me
Broken pieces and all
She replaces my scars with art
Showing me all I have to live for
She gives me breath when I have none
Keeping me alive with her
She makes every mark a love bite and every kiss beautiful
Showing her love
Sweet
True
Pure
Divine love
Ever flowing and ebbing
She lets me call her a million cutesy names to show my love
To tell her she is my universe
She reads every poem and note I write her
With love
Cherishing each one
She gives me a new kind of love and life
Whilst being all of my love
And my whole life
I love you so much
And she loves me too
She loves me too
And I can't ever get enough of that
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Shit rant poems
PoetryThere are so so so many typos and one day, I'll fix them all.....maybe
