a wound

opening

gaping

bleeding

help!!

it’s

b l e e d i n g

and i cry. and i weep. and my tears form pools by my knees, and if you tried, you could slip.

and i don’t notice

your presence

also bleeding

you poor thing!

your heart is so wounded!

and so i sew it up

stitches that heal

and next time i sob,

you hold me

and

the scars on our hearts

are there

they are deep

but together,

they are no longer bleeding wounds