It doesn't matter who loves you.
sometimes the past creates a
terror in your heart that cant be soothed.
no matter the man, the woman
no matter the comfort
especially the comfort
no matter the love they give
and because of the love they give.
There are parts of you so shattered
they cant be glued.
Shards of life so tiny
so sharp
they could shred the clouds
they could make the air bleed.