Mended Heart.

There may come a time when I'll see you again
But I won't react like I used to.
I won't feel bad or intimidated by your presence.
You see, my heart's grown back to it's glory days
And it's crumbled walls have been rebuilt again
And the trees and vines surrounding have stopped wilting
And I think I'm finally ready to let someone walk in there again.
I've cleaned up the weeds and the fear and the loneliness
And planted something new in there; a new beginning
I've opened up my heart again, and I've finally thrown you out
Every trace of you has disappeared, and I feel so free.
The flowers have started blooming again
Much like they would in spring.
The sign that says "My Heart" has been rehung, to lead new travelers in.
And bits of poetry and favorite author's words are carved into every surface.
Even though you left it broken, it's healed with time
With comforting words from good friends
And love of a different kind.
Restored it has been, desolation made it stronger
Beating harder, pumping louder
Never to scream your name again.
Just waiting for another traveler to find his way in there again
To appreciate all the work that's been done
Rebuilding all you've destroyed
And taking more than just a moment to sit and enjoy
All the love I still have to give.
It may have scars and stitching from the many mends
But it's still beautiful.
The most beautiful thing I've ever made and then remade;
Built and then rebuilt.
So I guess I'm sort of thanking you for breaking my heart.
Because all it did, the only thing, is help me realize
How strong I really am.