thoughts ;

missing piece

I feel incomplete
That missing piece may not be you but I'd like to beileve it is
You've left me broken more times than I can count
So how is it that the very thing that breaks me , makes me ?
Everytime you leave me empty I manage to fill that void
Only for you to come back into my life knowing I can't decline
Sometimes I feel like you're taking advantage
Even now that we're apart you conquer my thoughts
But is it bad that I don't care at all ?