Glow

She told me I glowed.
That I illuminated everything around me with light.
That I was her beacon at night and
Her  reason to fight for happiness.
That I made the mess less.
She told me I shined like the country thick sun
Setting on the horizon.
That I was the lighthouse on the dock
And she the ship steadying itself
In choppy waters.
That I was the second hand on the clock.
Consistently moving forward.
Not too fast.
Not too slow.
Just the right pace.
She said I put a smile on her face.
That my smile set ablaze to her heart
And
She wanted to be a part of that.
Now she wants to be apart from that.
How does one embark from that?
Wh y would you want a fresh start from that?
I don't know.
She doesn't realize...
She was the reason for
My glow.

Fears...

You broke me.
 I was a glass house into which you threw stones...
And what was to be our happiness ended up
hurting worse than broken bones.
This fear won't leave me alone.
See...
You have instilled in my heart, walls.
Walls that could take eons of time to conquer.
To climb them, some would see as suicide.
You tore down my pride and now I'm...
...afraid.
You broke my being into thousands of pieces and
left me standing there still trying to piece together...
What was supposed to be forever to you was just never going to be.
You scared me.
 What do I do when someone leaves my heart
tattered and torn?
Beaten and worn?
How do I stop being afraid to give someone new
the repaired mess that you made?
It's hard to understand how someone could overlook these scars
But even rich people buy used cars sometimes...
I try to let my fear release through these lines
in hopes that the crimes you made against my heart
can be acquitted with time served...
so I can know that my fears have
been reformed.