If I fix the broken heart
Then it will love me.
If I can hold the fears and
The questions then they
Will need me to answer.
But I need myself.
I need to trust myself,
More than I need
The security of
What I and they
Cannot solve.
Who told me that I needed
To be the one to hold
Everyone’s aching
Together? That I needed to be
The one responsible for
Everyone’s instabilities and
Turbulence and their pain?
If I can fix the broken heart,
Then it will love me.
If I can love my broken heart,
I don’t need to fix myself (or others).

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