Loving me will not be an easy job,
You will have to find the broken in me.
And fix them back in place,
You will have to live with my ruined parts
And replace the destroyed ones.
There will be days I will be angry,
There will be days I will be irritated,
There will be days I will be lost,
There will be days I will be in despair,
There will be days I will cling to you,
There will be days I will push you away,
There will be days I will be ugly,
There will be days I will be sick.
There will be days I will just stare into the empty space,
There will be days I will soil your t-shirt with my tears.
Will you hold my hair back when I am puking?
Will you open the washroom while you are in the shower because I have to pee?
Will you wake up to me and kiss me despite my morning breath?
Will you run your fingers in my bed hair and put them back in place?
Will you bring pads for me when I need them?
Will you remember my period dates?
Will you understand that there are voices inside my head that tell me to cry,
Will you help me fight the monsters inside my head…they tell me to kill myself and die.
Are you ready to love the imperfect in me because I am not just a pretty face.
Will you find back my wings and put them back in their place?
Do you have the patience to teach me to fly again?
Because most time my love, I am crazy and completely insane.
Loving me is a full time job,
And baby I am broken, beyond repair.
♡ XOXO ♡
© Fiona Crystal • Oct 27, 2015 | 03:57 PM
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