you’re breaking me apart
tearing me down the middle
jagged and uneven
my heart
stripped
all because i made you
too small
shoved you in my box
so i wouldn’t have to face
the walls that tell the stories
of pain
that i would rather leave
untouched
ignored
but you’re drawing me closer
you won’t let me ignore
me
so the tears fall
ripping my seams
breath held
crushing me
yet there you are
in the midst of the breaking
inviting me
to linger
as you paint the sky
for me to remember
there is a purpose in the breaking
sometimes to be whole
you have to break
b'ahava 
my heart stripped, all because i made you too small, shoved you in my box.
i get you. i get this. and i know the breaking hurts. im feeling it too, but i guess you already know that.
love you much.
Wow, this is really timely, for all that the Lord is doing in my heart. Thank you!
glad He’s working away for good in your heart even if it does have that ouch factor like it does for me…
this is IT……yes and THANK YOU
mmm you’re welcome. sigh.
Beautiful writing!
thanks friend!! glad you appreciate the writing even if it is “writing” 😉
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so beautiful katy. . .and so painstakingly true. . .
sigh.