Hey guys! Something a little different for you all today.
(Thank you to VegasGranny for pointing out this was originally posted as a mess of code... oopsie. Too much gin.)
Enjoy ^_^
He plucks at my heart
Like the strings of the harp he doesn't have.
But oh, he has this.
Oh, he has me.
And how dangerous it is that I let him.
Somehow, he, who has seen galaxies fold into themselves—
The way that I used to—
He sees value in me.
He stays within these walls because I ask him to.
No, not ask, not with words,
Merely the longing to say them.
He deems that enough.
Somehow.
He deems me enough.
I cannot return his devotion,
Though I do.
Oh, but I do.
He is a light contained
And I hate to be his cage
But I can't bear to let him go,
Because it would mean carving my heart open to release him
From the home he has made there.
I hope you liked it! Let me know what you think :)
And as always you can find me on my tumblr at TibbinsWrites to shoot me a message or find out what other projects I'm in ^_^
Love Tibbins xx