What is it with me
That they can't let go?
Is it my eyes that reflect
The universe of the lost?
Or matters one can't fathom
That my mind gives birth?
What is it with me
That they hold onto?
They knew how shattered
And broken I am
For a girl who loved two
Is never a norm in this earth
What is it with them
Searching for one as lost as I
Choosing one as torn as I
Forgiving one who loved two
Loving someone who has ripped
Two beautiful souls?
What is it with them
Whispering love in my ears
Knowing someone else
Has whispered the same words
And yet staying and loving me,
A broken being in whole?
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About Her
PoésiePoems are her feelings She wants to keep private But she wants everyone to know
