meeting you was cutting our fingers on shards of broken glass, the broken glass my body / and then planting bulbs in the little corner garden at the end of our driveway / meeting you was taking those shards and repairing the figurine of my happiness with superglue / so those shards couldn't fall back off / superglue, a much better alternative to clear tape and bubblegum that finally lost it's flavor / meeting you was plumping lip gloss, taking what was once considered okay and making it beautiful / meeting you was ugly and dazzling and everything in between / meeting you was finding the worth in what we once considered worthless / meeting you was watching those **** bloodied tulips grow to their fullest potential / regardless of how others saw them