He’s vulnerable, heartbroken, and fractured
She’s tough, stubborn, and strong willed
She picks his pieces up, and she intermingles herself among the broken shards
She’s his adhesive
She’s controlling him, but he loves it
He longs for it
He longs for her
He watches as his vulnerability
Turns into jaded appetite
What is this feeling?
He can’t identify it…
It’s unknown to him
He chooses not to address it, and she lets it go
Because she doesn’t mind being stuck in between his broken edges
She takes solace in his completion
And he lets his feelings swell up inside him
They sink to the bottom of his heart
He never tries to retrieve them
He lets them sink
And as time goes by, they lay there
In the desolate ruins of his pitch black heart
And all he can do is raise a toast
To the one true love he let slip between his fingers
To love that could never be...
She’s tough, stubborn, and strong willed
She picks his pieces up, and she intermingles herself among the broken shards
She’s his adhesive
She’s controlling him, but he loves it
He longs for it
He longs for her
He watches as his vulnerability
Turns into jaded appetite
What is this feeling?
He can’t identify it…
It’s unknown to him
He chooses not to address it, and she lets it go
Because she doesn’t mind being stuck in between his broken edges
She takes solace in his completion
And he lets his feelings swell up inside him
They sink to the bottom of his heart
He never tries to retrieve them
He lets them sink
And as time goes by, they lay there
In the desolate ruins of his pitch black heart
And all he can do is raise a toast
To the one true love he let slip between his fingers
To love that could never be...




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