Refreshing

I haven't posted in a while. Let's call that my recovery time. I am happy to report that beautiful things are happening inside me and I'm feeling more inspired everyday. This little poem was written tonight while I was reflecting on how thankful I am to have the sincere support of a trust worthy man, who I get to call "my boyfriend."My chest has always been open.And my heart, so easy to snag.Battered and bruised and broken.Fragile remains is all I had.You could have claimed it for yourself with those sweet words that were spoken.You chose, instead, to mend it expecting nothing in return.I don't keep my heart in my chest anymore, it's no place for my heart, I have learned.I found somewhere I trust that it is so thankful to call home. My heart, you see, it rests inside your very own.