I glance at you as you stand in the crowd and I wonder to myself, do you ever think of me as often as I do of you?
Does my name, when said, intertwine with your heart's strings, tugging each one until you feel the sinking pain and the jagged broken pieces scratching at your ribcage?
Do you still get butterflies as I walk past and when you catch sight of me amongst the crowd?
When I brush past you, does your skin heat up where I touched; sending an unexplainable surge of electricity racing through your veins?
Do you even feel anything at all? Maybe you have your heart restrung for someone else, and I guess it's been so long, that you would've been able to afford the repair - while I'm still here, with my heart still strung for you.
YOU ARE READING
Broken Wings - Poetry {COMPLETED}
Poetry200 Poetic Tragedies ... A collection of poetic chaos, written on love, loss, lust and longing. This is a safe haven for the broken - For those with Broken Wings. _____________________________ "In a world full of heartbreak, sadness is all I've eve...
