take me back

friend.txt - 7/7/23

our hands are both cold and pale, and i wish to join them anyways
and give you the warmth you've never felt

i want to make you feel safe and loved and wanted
as if i were the mother you never had

to heal the heart you thought had withered away
and love it until not even fear can touch it

i wish to help mend the wounds time never healed
like kintsugi art

i see your worth, your merit
beneath the cracks in your weary bones

and i don't mind if you get blood on my shirt
i would have cleaned you off with it regardless