I love the way my heart skips a beat when you walk through the door;

How I have to catch my breath before you say hello;

I love how your words mould my soul like you are the Potter;

How you reshape my heart like putt in your hands:

You became my god

How I kept and believed each word from your mouth like commandments;

I freely gave my body to you as I believed it was your temple;

I miss your hugs,your hands,your passion..

But I do not miss your dysfunctional functioning;

Walking on eggshells not to arouse your anger;

Repenting daily only to sacrifice my heart;

You became my god;

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