Our Hearts

we bleed each other dry
as though bleeding is a weakness
as if having a weakness is wrong

so we cradle our softness
as close as we can
and somehow get confused
when we feel so alone

pain and hurt seem like
things we’re unable to recover
from, even though, that isn’t the case

it’s forgotten, our resilience,
when we become breakable
in our minds, in our hearts

we forget that we are made to heal
we are made to love
and we are made to feel


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