He said, “Nobody knows what love looks like”

He said,

“Nobody knows

what love looks like”,

and she replied

“They will in a minute.

I’m almost done.”

With self love I stitched my heart,
Mended what had fallen apart ,
Every stitch was worth the pain ,
Coz it made me feel complete again.

Bruised or stabbed,

My heart had been nabbed.
Hurt or ripped apart,
I will make a fresh start.
It needs to be mended,
Haters will be offended.
The pain will go away…
I assure myself

Love is the only way!

With every Stitch,
I will mend myself.
Because I am the healer

of a broken heart,
And the master

of my own destiny.

With a needle & a thread
I stitch the swollen furrows
Of my cushioning heart
The Summer of bliss
Can wait for tomorrow’s dawn
Now Let me breathe
In this deserted oasis
For a while, for a bit
To learn how it feels to Live.

A stitch in time save nine
The world is one big pantomime
Through every act of the performance
My heart tears apart in dissidence
Yet I fix and mend the wear in time.

A broken heart filled with pain,

can be stitched together,

but never the same.
The ghosts from the past

are forever not far,

the damage is done,

it’s left an eternal scar.