Wait

My heart has been misused,
Beaten,
Broken,
Then crudely reconstructed by its owner, hoping to hold it together with glue and the thinnest thread.
I never believed the lies they told me.
“I love you.” “I want to be with you forever.”
Well, forever is a long time buddy, guess you lost interest.
They got their physical gratification,
Then, forever was over.
After years of being forced to participate in the lies and self deceit,
An angel appeared before me.
He waited. Waited very patiently.
He did not pursue me. He did not chase me.
He let me come to him.
I was curious. He claimed love and the possibility of forever, but he was not like the others.
This angel told me it was my choice.
That he was a patient man, and he could wait as long as I needed.
He did not force. He did not chase. He waited for me to love him.
He took my broken, battered heart.
And he cherished it.
He treated it like it was brand new, and it was the worth the love he could bestow on it.
He removed the hurt, the needles, the razor wire, and the infection that had been placed there by those before him.
He told me I was worthy of his love, and he would give it to no other.
My heart is starting to heal,
Thanks to this angel of mercy,
Who has wrapped me in the cocoon of his love,
And vowed for all eternity to keep me safe.
And for that, my heart belongs to him.