The hidden emotions: Two of us

There are two of us, and when I break down, smile for me, Wiped my own tears. Put balm over fresh wounds. Plastered parts of my heart that were still hurting. Gave myself time. Read books that soothed my soul. heard music that calmed my nerves. Watched movies that made me smile. Bit by bit. Piece by piece. I put myself back together again and I gave myself a second chance. Because I knew that if I didn’t then no one else would.