Written April 2017
Do we really stop
Loving those
Who broke our hearts?
Do we not see them
In dreams anymore?
Do we not yearn to know,
See, or touch them any longer?
Do our hearts stop beating
When it is in anger?
Do our lips stop mumbling
Their names, or their favorite songs?
Do we really stop
Loving those
Who just can't love us back?
YOU ARE READING
PARTS OF MYSELF
PuisiPoems written long ago, When internet was still boring, When the TV was broken, When I was still a virgin-- on the ways of the world mentally; physically; And words were my only friends.
