Learning To Love Again

My heart flutters in my chest like a trapped bird in my ribcage, which is strange because I was so sure its wings were broken. Gently, ever so softly, we begin to fall. A spiralling descent into our own world where there is only you and me. I was only scars, fractures and pieces until you decided to heal me. I won't regret this, my lover. Each last second with you, like sun on my skin, awakening what was dormant. And when you leave I'll be repaired and keep the memories as my tools. For now just kiss me, hold my smile and we'll learn how to love again.