I love
of me
all those weaknesses
all that craving for excess
all those endless desires
all my temporary shipwrecks
all those shivers
all that longing for feeling human
with my scars
my faulty pieces
held together almost by a miracle
my eyes filled with marvel
before everyday magic
the fears I keep hidden
within myself
as ghosts of a haunted castle
and all those things
that perhaps
you never
ever
loved.