just enough to keep things interesting

It takes time to find comfort in warmth

when all you’ve known are the scars

of being burned by fire

but he’s not fire this one-

he is water with a little bit of dirt

just enough to keep things

interesting

slowly I’m learning

to soften my walls and open

parts of myself that I’ve kept shut

for a long time now

slowly I’m learning

to bend so I can

hold all of him

without drowning

in love

again.

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