One for It

A Poem by That one kid

Something a certain someone helped me with.

What is it? The one thing you cant quite describe. The fuzzy feeling one may get in ones stomach, the way Its voice might flow through Ones ears as calming as an ocean on a beautiful horizon, the weak feeling in Ones knees when It appears, the warmth of an embrace giving One the strength to go another day. The bright smile letting One know its going to be okay. Though as typical as One may feel, during all the good, One might find otherwise in the gates to the soul. Showing every emotion felt by it. One will never fully understand it, yet one may come close. As hard as a rock, yet wrapped around something so fragile. It holds Ones broken belonging, slowly putting it back the way it was before. Shard by shard, some mis-placed for the better. Piece by piece, stuck in the hands of It. Ounce by ounce, filling it with the warm liquid needed for Ones pain, Ones happiness, Ones sorrow, Ones love. As some would say, One has come to be quite dependable on It. It has a broken shard or two itself, even with the tender touch It manages to have through all It has been through. One may never have a true definition, a concept, of what we humans call the feeling of love. Yet One may come close with It.

© 2018 That one kid

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splattercore

When the clues of one's feelings fall on the floor, all you need to do is pick up the pieces. It's all right there, it should be easy, right? The problem with that is just as close as you might get, you'll never quite understand. Everyone has a different interpretation, so there is never going to be a one size fits all like a baseball cap. It's not a map where you'll go from point A-B. There's a point C-Z, and beyond. I'm loving what you did with this piece. Nice work!