my heart rate rapidly decreases,

as you pick up the pieces.

the pieces you didn’t break.

healing my hearts left and right ventricles,

because of all the ache that was placed.

the dreadful memories rooted in my core,

the PTSD because my ex’s put me

mentally and spiritually through war.

my blood once pumped with rage,

but you came in and saged my veins.

you saved the day, like a hero, but with no cape.

my heart feels warm, pleasant, and safe.

baby, this is an unfamiliar place…

and all my panic attacks seemed to have went

away just by a glimpse of your handsome face.

_-thank you for being my saving grace_.