Poems from a Broken Hearted Bitch.

Connection

We had a connection
But not the connection.
When he held me,
I felt his strength but I didn't feel safe.
When he kissed me,
I felt his lips but I didn't feel love.
When he talked to me,
I heard his words but I didn't hear meaning.
When he listened to me,
I felt interesting but I didn't feel important.
We had a connection
But not the connection.
When you hold me,
I feel safe.
When you kiss me,
I feel loved.
When you talk to me,
There's so much meaning.
When you listen to me,
I feel important.
I had the connection with you.
I was simply a plug and you were the outlet,
You gave me energy and I drained you.
I need you, to work right.
You were suppose to make me work right.
When you chose who you'd make work,
Who would drain you,
Who you'd connect with,
It wasn't me, it was her.
Now I'm stuck searching for another outlet
I'm not sure how to work without one.
Me and him have a connection,
But it isn't the connection I need.