Broken Wings - Poetry {COMPLETED}

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A part of me most certainly loves you beyond anything.

You make me ever so happy don't get me wrong; though this other part of me is curious to feel another's touch brush across my skin, and prick my lips - a touch that for once, isn't yours.

I'm curious about how I would feel with them. Would I love them more than what I do for you, as harsh as it sounds?

I'm curious whether I only get butterflies when I'm around you, or whether someone else has the ability to send my stomach in countless somersaults — whether they give me twice as many butterflies as what you give me.

Yet, the part of me that loves you, screams to stay by you, that I shouldn't be exploring or wondering about finding another.

But what if you're not the one for me, and I'm not the one for you?
What if, by the time I find out, it's too late?