My love
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You, my love, are more than a woman
More than one person
You are galaxies woven into one
Ever burning fires in the depths of the earth
The strongest currents of all the oceans
I guess what I am trying to say is
It鈥檚 okay if sometimes your brain is a broken record
That keeps on skipping to the same, hollowed out part
It鈥檚 okay if sometimes you crumble onto yourself
Because of the hurricane that rages in your heart
And it鈥檚 even okay to fail everybody, all at once
Even yourself
But for now,
Break open that ribcage
And start to heal.