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How it all began

I gave away my heart like a shirt off the rack
Standing there exposed with life's struggles tatted on my back

He requires the new thing that natural look
The unedited version of me the rough draft to the book

He wants to see what I consider flaws and misprint
The outline to me, my blueprint

The X-ray image to my structure
the walls that have been placed to hide the things I couldn't muster
I couldnt muster the strength to remove the damages from me
So I built walls to hide the pain that even I couldn't see

I walk gingerly through the labyrinth of this house on carpeted floors
Keypad entrances to sound proof doors

Blackout curtains for when I black out for certain
No one can see in or hear me move about
Lonely as hell but I can't seem to get out

I live within my dreams and fantasize about my fantasies
As I stand in the mirror wondering what is it he truly sees

I stumbled upon a repair man that who happened to be free
but in order to give me a estimate he needed to some inside to see

He asked to come inside he wanted to see every part of me
I opened my heart like a door and thought is he really coming inside to  see

He admired the originality and how everything stayed the same
Not noticing the sound proof walls that absorbs my screams from the pain

I closed off part of me to preserve the space
It was hard rebuilding from when the last hurricane that took place  

he didn't seem to mind how I closed the south wing indefinitely or the limited space
He opened the windows, and said  he wanted to see my face

He wanted to see the repair list and said he’d handle the bill
I can make the imperfect perfect if you allow me I will.

He moved about as free as one could be
Touching and rearranging everything as far as I could see

He said there was a sharp object or two.... one wedged in the back
and one in the very heart my home that caused the foundation to crack

He said I had water damage from the hurricane
I had to tell him it was just tears from my pain

He suggested removing a wall or two so that I could see
The beauty in the structure that he found to be me

If he did the renovations he needed the floor plans
it’s gone take a while not like a one night stand

He has a way with words and he says he's good with his hands
He said his technique was as intense as making love just trust me if you can

just a few minor adjustments and yet the building still stands
He does beautiful work and he’s definitely good with his hands

With a wall gone I can move around
With the open space I hear the sounds

The sound of our heart beating made me nervous so he held my hand
I asked if it was supposed to be like this he said it's a open floor plan

No restrictions just room to grow
I love and accept you in case you didn't know

He raised the ceiling and added stairs
Told me to leave my pain behind you know... downstairs

I had the model home that no one ever lived in
Now that he's in my life I don't know where I end and he begins

We dance to a different beat a song that only we know
Our emotions determine the tempo

I love him as much as my heart will allow
I could give more if you just teach me how

Vowing to love me because he couldn't just be my friend
Because he too didn’t know where he stopped and I begin

He became my strength and like the sun I rise
He became my light
No more darkness no need to hide

The generator to my soul
The anchor that holds me in place
The smile that calms me along with a warm Embrace

Unconditionally I conditioned myself to love you beyond measure
Through the pain and definitely through the pleasure
Written by EpifaniPatois
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