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 mine
I 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 passed
But still I sit with nights overcast with sadness and hopeless wishes
I dream of a life with you full of happiness and love
I remember the way you loved me so many days ago
I can still feel fingers intertwined and hear your heartbeat in my head
I 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 me
I had blown every chance you had ever given me
And this time there was another man to catch you in his arms
Sometimes I pass you in the hallway and relive us
I cast down my eyes and wish that you would sweep me away again
But soon you will be gone and maybe I'll follow your lead
Except I won't be going away to a better future
When you leave for the final time and I never see you again
I'm gonna wrap up my soul and give it time to repair
When 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 bite
But no one will give me that kind of rush, not like you
Because once you lose your home nothing looks the same
My world has faded like your crumpled picture in my wallet
No color as vibrant or as striking, not since last I saw your eyes
They say when you fall in love with one so true
They take a piece of you when your souls mend to one
But 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.
