Intertwined

I've spent most of my life

Looking for that piece

The long lost puzzle piece

That's been missing from inside of me

Searching and searching

Never knowing why, or what I would find 

but constantly looking for what's meant to be mine 

I should have stopped looking before I would find

That when I found the piece missing, I'd start to loose pieces of my mind

So consuming, are my thoughts of you

We are so intertwined

That when I start to loose that piece that's you

I can feel myself unwind, falling apart piece by piece 

My heart bleeds out of me, leaving a broken shell behind

 Even so, 

No matter how it hurts, no mattter that I cry

I would rather have the pain, the hurt, the constant heartache

Than be without you in my life

 

 

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Jesster's picture

Your work reminds me of an

Your work reminds me of an old friend of mine... another poet who I adored. 


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nightlight1220's picture

a perfect picture of how

a perfect picture of how me being in love doesn't feel to me. nice, and well written.


...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."

"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "