On My Heart

You left fingerprints on my beating heart

that became the only combination

To unlock it, to open it, to spill my blood.

My heart is but a vessel

For the joys and sorrows of life.

Once empty, once lost, once dysfunctional.

Where I once felt nothing 

In the core of my being,

Not happy, not sad, not anything.

But you stormed your way into my life

and forced me to open up once more,

To the joys, to the pain, to the world.

You taught me that sometimes the pain

Is worth fighting through when the love

Is near, is here, is now mine.