We’re only finite humans with measured destinies;
looking for something to fill in the breaches.
A great big world and we find solace in people.
You said when you saw me, you knew.
You knew my eyes couldn’t contain my soul.
It wasn’t for everyone you were the only peculiar one, took the time to count all my facades.
When I was smiling at the world, you sat back collecting the shattered pieces of me.
And when I came home I proudly showed you the cracks in my armour.
You ran your hands over them, mending the ones inside.
In between your arms I felt the galaxy kissing me.