Do you understand what its means to be with the whole of me?
not just the pieces you want.
Can you see my faces for who and what they are? can you live with what they represent?
The sides of me that are rarely seen are the most precious i have, they are what make me whole.
If you can't believe that i will die if one is lost, then you are blind to the love i chose to show you,
and because i loved, i let down the barriers that i had spent a lifetime building and repairing.
I opened myself willingly to the torture of what you could be.
Will you add to the mixture?
will you cause me to build just a bit higher, just a bit thicker?
I have