I must have done something to make you assume tht I was still available
I must have done something to make you think my heart was unlocked
That my heart was open for you
Because yu are right here at my doorstep, starring into my eyes like you really care
Holding me like you mean it
Kissing me like this is the end of days
I stop you in your tracks, returning all of that back
because love doesn't live here anymore
I reached my hand out to you, but I didn't feel you touch
I done everything in my power to fix a million broken pieces
It's funny because I picked every piece up and put em in a bag
But something told me not to keep it
Am I supposed to sit back and wait? That's not how I roll
I been packed my shit
That shit's my emotions
My emotion's my feelings
My feeling's my heart
My heart's my brain
and it's telling me it's time to do what's best
and that's leave
Your letter came a tad bit late
Your so-called feelings...
well, it's returned to sender
Because love doesn't live here anymore
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This Is Not Poetry, My Soul Has Sprung a Leak
Poesia***BEFORE YOU READ*** By reading this, you are entering my soul. There's adult language and contents...! Every word comes from me; this is personal, but I don't mind sharing :) My type of poetry doesn't rhyme all of the time, just so you'd know, Mos...
