Slowly Mending

I listened to the song,
The song of love,
As it filled my heart,
And made it rise above.

I use to be broken,
But I'm slowly mending,
No more pretending,
I might get my happy ending.

My lover,
I speak to you,
Thank you for being there,
And making me feel beautiful.

No more crying,
No more cutting,
Baby, I have to say,
I adore you.

Copyright 2007-08 Naomi