We've never had the type of love that carved initials into desks,
Or gouged letters in to sheet metal on old dingy bathroom walls.

We knew our was something more permanent,
It would be something more intense than something a can of Dollar store paint could erase.
No matter how many coats the maintenance men threw over it.

We traded hearts,

We went through the madness,
We split ourselves open,
We traded our beating masses to bring life to each other,
Life like we hadn't known before.

Your heart a part of me, and mine a part of you.

We stitched ourselves up after open heart surgery,
With barbed wire and flesh,
And scars so thick they'll never fade away.

We exchanged ourselves,
Our own lives for one,
In hope of a love so great it wouldn't end even though our world might.

We challenged the status quo,
Of all those who said we couldn't,
We shattered the glass ceiling they put on top to box us in.
And we are winning.
With each kiss, we are winning,
Every heartbeat of yours inside my chest, we are winning.

And though life might try and break us,
And tear us both apart,
It won't and it can't.
Because we've built something so much stronger than ourselves,
Stronger than flesh and bone or life and death,


We built a love....

08/28/2016

Posted on 08/28/2016
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