You took a piece of me
And threw it out the sea
You washed them up like my words,
Doomed to an oblivion of paper and ink.
You took the rest of me
And healed it like your own
And filled my ears with words I never would’ve dreamed,
And voices I couldn’t have revealed.
You took a piece of you
To patch me up again
And now together we are sewn,
In thoughts and words and souls.
You took the rest of you
And brought them back to me
And dreamed of dreams and hopes and all,
And hands and arms to catch me when I fall.