You broke your heart in two,
Searching for the perfect person.
Now you can't find the other piece,
And you yourself do worsen.
Do the perfect people really exist?
Or do we just make them up?
Can we actually find the right person to vent to,
Or is the diary our venting cup?
But yes, those people do exist,
As you realized after you endured.
For, you actually found someone,
Who you can truly call yours.
You found the other piece of your heart,
It was safely with that human.
You don't know how, but,
That person opened your life's curtains.
YOU ARE READING
Harmony - A Collection of Poems
Poesiahello! this is just a place where I randomly post poems which I have authored. the poems' topic may range from anything, from being sad to happy to melancholy to lonely, everything. I hope you enjoy!
