Bruise Me

You pulled me close,
Letting me burry,
My tear stained face,
In your chest.

You rubbed my back,
Ever so gently,
As my body heaved,
Against yours.

You rested your head,
On the top of mine,
And you whispered to me,
As I cried.

You told me,
That everything would be okay,
And that,
You loved me more everyday.

You weren't even the reason,
For the tears,
Not this time,
Darling.

But please,
Tell me,
Do you always destroy,
The things you love?