Two lost souls swimming... in Poetry

  • Sept. 25, 2025, 11:55 p.m.
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I was broken when I met you 
And you said you were broken too 
I saw it and I thought "hey maybe she's like me" 
And you talked to me like nobody had 
And you showed me a little how you were broken 
And I showed you a little how I was broken 
And it wasn't the pretty things on the outside 
It was the dark, ugly things on the inside 
That made me want to stay..
That made me want to love..
And then you didn't seem so broken 
And I didn't feel so broken
But then I got a little too excited 
And it was too hard
When I wanted to go deeper 
Without waiting for you...
It felt like we were fixing ourselves, together
And I loved the feeling 
I wasn't being sucked down 
It felt like we were lifting each other up
And I felt like that's where our souls met
With stops and starts
And I don't know why I never said this before 
Why I never told you that your brokenness 
Was what made me love you 
That your brokenness made you feel real to me 
That without it, we never would have happened.
That it connected me to you because it felt familiar
Because I kept the pain in the same place 
And I didn't let it out for anyone
Just like you didn't 
Your brokenness was the reason, the impetus, the spark, the match...
It was my reason for falling in love 





Last updated September 26, 2025


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