Eyes Wide Open//Body In Motion.3

R.I.P

I'm putting to rest

the version of myself
that was broken.

I hold her in my arms every night.
She spent months agonizing
as her delicately woven dreams
unraveled in her fingertips
cutting into her skin
because they sped away so quickly.

They tore her down
with words that erupted from
their hatred of themselves
because
she was what they were not
but she was kind to them anyways
so they would not hate themselves even more.
Her kindness
made them more cruel.

He left her
with a promise
of another summer.
He flew to a dark, frigid place
She sent him her warmth
until she was cold.
She left none of it
for herself.

She faded
The stars in her eyes
escaped across her face
As the days shortened
and the nights came before she was ready
she became hollow.
There was nothing left
but a speck of hope
that she would see summer again

In the winter,
he broke his promise.
She was so weak by then
he broke her too.

This hurt
but allowed me to grow up through the ruins.

Now, I cradle her shattered body
she whispers me her lessons
I tell her that she was not a failure.

Someone who had chosen kindness cannot be a failure
Dreams can be rewoven with sturdier thread

I kiss her lips
I caress her body
I make her feel passionate, intelligent and strong
I love her.

Until finally,
I consume her whole
and take her place.