Mended.

PART 1- BROKEN

Broken.
Tell me about it.
Wee all know what it means;
Do we all know how it feels?
I do more than anyone.

Realization.
The day I knew I loved him.
My life was at its sunrise.
I had only been newborn.
Life was truly just beginning.

Desire.
The sun now at its peak.
High noon. Everything was known.
All previous knowledge set aside. Every factor.
Now all that's left is the result. The outcome.

Reality.
When it hit me hardest he'd never feel the same.
The quickest possible sunset.
One second I'm living in a fairy tale,
And the next it's swallowed in darkness.

Broken.
The blackest hour in the night.
Impossible to see ahead,
The fright too much to turn around and look behind.
So deep you just cannot resurface.

PART 2- MENDED

Mended.
The aftermath, if you're lucky.
A sort of rebirth, and you'll never be the same as before.
You've drowned in the deepest part of the sea,
And you're now seeing this second sunrise for the first time. Again.

New love.
The bliss that comes with the feeling.
The fear of a repeat.
All in all, it will never matter anyway.
I know it and can't deny.

Butterflies.
They fly in my chest with razorblade wings.
The immediate feeling- amazing,
But behind they leave a scar.
The scars are part of me now. I'll never escape this.

Heartbeat.
Have I ever felt like this before?
Ever choked on my own heartbeat?
Now I have. I know who's doing it,
But I'll never forget who got to it first.

Mended.
What you become when this new love arrives. You have no past.
This, my second new dawn; A blend of purples, oranges and blues...
I can't see far ahead, but above,
My skies are beautiful.