Love Touched Me

Love touched me, but I didn’t react.
I felt it but never really did feel it.
It had been so long since it last revealed itself to me.
When it looked me in the eye, I didn’t know what to think.
Maybe when I felt it, it didn’t touch me that deep.
I realized that if love’s going to entrap me,
I need it to be deeper than deep.
I don’t need love to just make me happy.
I need it to see the wounds the world has given me,
See the damage the hurt & pain has brought me,
Notice my trust that’s non-existent.
In my heart’s song, I need it to be my lyrics.
Love, hug me…we haven’t done it in years.
Repair my soul that’s been damaged by my tears.
Perform surgery and fix the wounds.
Show me that you’re real and I can trust you.
Make me come to you because I’m scared.
Open that door. Show me someone truly cares.
I want you…don’t know how to take that step.
If I make mistakes, it’s because I’m trying to make no missteps.
Deeper is the needed frequency.
No more just meeting the status quo.
Give it all to me, even more.
When you touched me, I’m sorry I didn’t react.
I just have to trust that when I get you, you’re not going back.