treasure

she handed me her heart

in a box

a bunch of broken pieces that she said she had learned to live without

she told me

if i could put them back together again then it was mine

to keep

she handed me her smile

she had thrown it into a bag

said she

was going to give it to goodwill

just had not had time to drop it off

she told me

dont look too close to the edges of her smile

because they had been withered by her tears

she had sadness in her laugh

she handed me her peace

she had left it in the attic next to her memories

before she had lost her way

she told me

it may be faded

but to her it was all junk

nothing to be treasured

nothing to hold on to

she had learned to do without it

made excuses for how she really didn't need it

she told me it was all trash

broken parts of her past

that she was willing to let go

i asked for her time

told her that i would rather glue the pieces of her heart back together

with my soul than to leave them in her attic

i told her the withering of her smile was where the roses of her future would grow

i asked for her trust

told her that i was willing

to give her as much time as she needed to find it

while i

danced in her light

and laughed in her smile

and told her that her peace

was my destination

and her heart

was my treasure

and her love

we could find

together