here_is_where_you_are auburn I wear your tender scar like a badge of honour on my heart the beats are slow and irregular and every time a breeze touches my face in its careful way I feel the weight of your precious gaze pressing into me this was never the intention or the well-established plan the weakness and the buckling caught me with my back turned each fragment of this life never taught me to be prepared for the way I could ache or how I'd fail to catch my breath who prepares for the ruination of their core the shattering and the weeping surely the grass doesn't keep growing because it forgets how winter lulled it to sleep with its sweet silence kisses forget I and forget love it's always been you you that captured and captivated you that left a craving that won't be satisfied this tender, tender scar isn't a battle wound or a hate mark it isn't resentment or sadness or fear it's longing, pure and simple and true it's the part in me that was always, always meant for you 120522 ... sigh a_portrait_of_love 120522 what's it to you? who go blather from