Sometimes your words, they fall like stones,
Heavy on my heart, cutting through my bones.
I know you don’t mean to, but it leaves me undone,
And I wonder if you’re truly the one.

I’ve told you my fears, I’ve spoken them loud,
The nights I felt hopeless, lost in the crowd.
I’ve begged for a man who won’t walk away,
Who’ll fight for my soul at the end of the day.

Sometimes I doubt if you’ll stand when I fall,
If I call for help, will you answer at all?
I’ve longed for someone who’d live, who’d die,
A fire unyielding, a truth that won’t lie.

But even in those shadows, I see a spark,
A steady light glowing out of the dark.
You try to explain, you try to make clear,
And I feel your patience pulling me near.

We are crust and crumb, bitter and sweet,
The rough edges, the softness beneath.
Every fight, every tear that we face,
Still carries the proof of a love we embrace.

I know my words can cut you too,
I speak my feelings, it’s all I can do.
But you never run, you never let go,
You listen, you fight, you let your love show.

And I see you changing, I see you grow,
Becoming the man I prayed to know.
You carry the weight, you open your hand,
And I start to believe, I start to understand.

We are crust and crumb, bitter and sweet,
The cracks and the healing where two hearts meet.
Through all the sour, the sweetness remains,
Love is the fire that softens the pain.

Crust and crumb, broken but true,
Every part of me belongs with you.
Even the doubts can’t silence the song,
With love this patient, we’ll carry on.

Crust and crumb… bitter and sweet…
Every fight still brings me back to your heartbeat.

Crust & Crumb

J. Ash Dusk