I will never have my whole heart again.
The last time I had all of it with me was before I had ever felt the pain of losing people and leaving places, for everyone that I've ever loved has taken with them a piece of my very heart, and I fear that I will never be able to get any of them back.
But a part of me does not want those fragments of my heart back.
A part of me believes they rightfully belong with those I've loved and lost.
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PoetryThis is a collection of poetry and prose about stars, love and the like. It is a glimpse inside my mind and a full view of my soul. My thoughts are like celestial dust: quite useless on their own, but once they come together, create a star that give...
