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.