you with another girl,
me with another tear
you with your heart sculpted all over again,
me with the tiny broken pieces you left for me
those pieces are your souvenir,
I'm sure those are the only ones you left for me
but I'll take it, nevertheless,
it's what you made for me
I'll let hurt and angst engulf me,
at least they actually want me
other than that,
I'll be watching you
other than that,
I'm still wishing that I hope you knew
I'm still so and wholly in love with you
YOU ARE READING
tiny broken pieces and a faint memory of you
Poetryyou left, and tiny broken pieces and a faint memory of you is what's left of me. cover by @babyblue997
