By Alexander Milov
actuates
actuates
You fell in love with the artist,
the one who,
even after you broke their heart,
made you look like something
breathtaking,
made you sound like
a miracle.
They wrote you a thousand poems,
crafted you a million different ways,
all making you exist within the lines of
beauty.
Do you know how lucky you are?
To have broken the heart of someone,
someone who will turn you into art?
You’ve been alive before,
but never like this.
Artists, Poets, All of Us. |(Morsus Engel)| (via actuates)