Playdough Heart

I hold your playdough heart in my hands,
I can see the dents and gorges made by harmful words, deeds, and actions.

It's raggedy look gives it it's charm,
But you can still feel the pain captured inside.

And You can feel the love bleeding out, as each unknowing careless word and deed causes you more harm.

I smooth my hand across the gap,
Try to pull some parts together quickly before it turns bitter black.
but it only hides what was left behind by that hateful bitch.

I know each mark is a lesson learnt,
But it's painful to see what harm has befallen you my dearest Love.

So will you help me help you, and let my love heal you as yours heals and completes me....

.....So that your playdough heart will be whole and fixed again, and we can truly begin our journey together free of any old pain that plagues us...