How many times has my soul been tied off?
To dead weight.
How many times did I pour my heart out?
Just to be told to wait.
That your love would always be late.
That you would never be there the way,
I wanted you to be.
But how can I,
Keep coming back?
The way that I have,
For you.
Forgiving you.
Allowing you back in.
Allowing my heart to crack.
Every time that you left.
But whenever you came back,
It was like heaven again.
Soul ties.
My soul is tied to you.
Every time we intertwined,
I gave you part of me.
You took a part of me.
And gave me nothing in return.
Yet I still gave to you, everything.
Because my soul was tied to you.
I guess I didn't mean as much to you,
The way you meant to me.
You left,
Not realizing my soul was tied to yours.
And now you won't respond.
Won't return what was mine.
My heart.
So now my soul is stuck on yours,
Not returning to it's body.
I guess I have to figure out.
How to live without my soul.
Because you left,
And so did all the love that I had left.
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PoetryPoetry, scenes and short stories written from the fingertips of a girl who doesn't know her own heart. She's filled each corner with love and light that she thought was pure just to watch it rot off and fill like a gaping dark hole. But these heartb...
