You’re mine; I’m yours

 

There I was,

broken,

all alone.

There you were,

lost in your

perfect life.

 

I saw only a broken girl

beyond repair.

You saw a beautiful girl,

made even more so by her scars.

 

You found me,

healed me.

You made all

my pain flea.

 

You’re the antidote

to my pain;

the breath of fresh air

to all my gloominess.

 

There’s nothing I want more

than to be called yours.

It was then that you said,

“You’re mine and I’m yours.”

 

P.S.-

Another poem that I wrote today

Blue Love