Heathen 

Wrap your poems around me; 

make me feel whole . 

I want to know 

How it is to be loved.

Let me feel you softly

In many things, 

Become something I can hold 

In my hands 

Maybe then i will forget, 

How it is to be alone 

Every ache I’ve ever felt , 

Stored in soft sentiments .

Suddenly there was an answer 

Can you love me again ? 

Can we go back? 

Can we heal together?

Can we just forget 

Everything we did and said 

Maybe we can 

cause in the end we’re all heathen”

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