Loving you was like going on an adventure
Each part with its own quests
But I was ill prepared for loving you
You required me to break my own will
So it would fit better in your hand
I had to glue pieces of myself to you and hope they'd stick.
You canceled our adventure in the middle of the trip
Even though you had already discussed with me our future locations.
My life force was wrapped delicately around yours but you tore me apart and walked away anyway.
Loving is supposed to be easy, but I hadn't learned that until long after that day.
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Pieces of Me
PoetryShort stories and poems written by hand or online and complied here for you to receive, these are the pieces of my life.
