No idea

No idea

I had no idea
That I could love.
Broken hearted
From birth,
I was certain
I would never find
Someone who could love me
And teach me how to love.
But somehow
Stumbling in the darkness
Of life without intimacy
Your voice broke through.
And like a child
Learning to crawl
And then walk.
And then fall.
I’m finding that
I can do anything
Even love
And be loved.

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