I ached for him. It hit my bones
In way that left like magic.
Like he was a part of my heart
But tormented by lack of belief.
Faith that it would be different-
That he could put me back together;
The missing pieces that was whole with him.
As if he was meant to love me.
All messy and shattered
Which he could figure out;
Kept forever in away
That exchanged mutual embraces.
If I knew anything at all;
It was in those few moments,
In the aching hours,
When he felt like a soulmate.