Dinosaurs
I
want you to be the paleontologist of my heart.
Dig
up my past under the dirt that covers it.
Dig
up the skeletons of failed relationships—
the
skull of heartbreak
and
the bones of mistakes.
Store
them in a museum and display them
for
all girls to see.
Let
it restore their faith,
let
it bring them hope.
The
Jurassic Park of my heart
will
show them the reasons
and
teach them to move on.
It
will prove that the pain
will
diminish like the dinosaurs.
*This poem of mine was published in Emporia State University's Quivira 2014
…
Sparkle&Shine.
Rachel
@theglitterylife
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