all i ever wanted
from the cracks and crevices
of my cold, little, brittle heart
since the bones in me
started to grow and harden
was to know love
to sit with it and be in it
and have it sit with me and know me too.

all i ever wanted
was to live and breathe again.
just simply that.
to glide in the clouds,
sun on my skin,
with painted rainbows on my face
never jaded like a century-old ghost
hovering over the churning sea
with nowhere to go, not even a home.
all i ever wanted was to feel okay again
if only just for a day,
maybe just for a song;
something to look forward to.