Bloom

You cut me open and ripped my heart out, telling me this is what loves about. You watched me go from happy to sad so damn fast. You beat me black and blue, wasn’t sure if that’s what healed you.

Here I am now, happier than ever. I’m stronger than i’ve ever been. I should say fuck you, but I owe you a thank you because now I get to watch myself bloom.

Bloom, like the tulips in the field on a summer evening. I now know what love is, such a wonderful feeling. Love is safe, love is warm, love isn’t scary. Was I scared at first? Very. I now stare up at the man in the moon, thanking for that now I get to bloom.

A guy came around shortly after you, he showed me how to love unlike you. He makes me smile and he brightens my days, he always knows just what to say.

Bloom, is what he gets to watch me do. I don’t cry myself to sleep like I had used to. He makes me feel heard, he makes me feel worthy, he’s the only one who gets to know my full story.

Thank you for the hurt, I now know my worth. I don’t have to pretend to be someone I’m not. Getting here hurt a lot, but now I look at the man in the moon, thanking god for helping me bloom.