I always say I'm holding on to pieces of you in case you decide you want to come home
But truth be told I was never your home
You were mineI keep holding onto the promises you made so long ago
Like how you said you'd give us a chance someday
I think someday is long passedBut still I sit with nights overcast with sadness and hopeless wishes
I dream of a life with you full of happiness and loveI remember the way you loved me so many days ago
I can still feel fingers intertwined and hear your heartbeat in my headI remember the last time we talked with tears drowning my pain
The words were stuck in my throat and the skies in your eyes cut through meI had blown every chance you had ever given me
And this time there was another man to catch you in his armsSometimes I pass you in the hallway and relive us
I cast down my eyes and wish that you would sweep me away againBut soon you will be gone and maybe I'll follow your lead
Except I won't be going away to a better futureWhen you leave for the final time and I never see you again
I'm gonna wrap up my soul and give it time to repairWhen my heart is patched and soul put back together
Maybe I'll cast out my rod into the big blue ocean and see if anyone will biteBut no one will give me that kind of rush, not like you
Because once you lose your home nothing looks the sameMy world has faded like your crumpled picture in my wallet
No color as vibrant or as striking, not since last I saw your eyesThey say when you fall in love with one so true
They take a piece of you when your souls mend to oneBut you're gone and you left with mine.
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Something Broken
PoetryA collection of poetry I pulled from the pieces of a broken heart.