When you give a piece of yourself to me
I will never be able to return just a piece of myself.
I will have to give you
My entire being
My soul and my heart
And every atom in between
So when you pull away
You may pull only a piece of your everything away
But me?
I will be left with only a root of my soul to grow back
And there's only so many times I can fall
Before there is nothing left of me
To give.
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Results of a Restless Mind
PoetryA book of poems created by a sleepless mind and an open heart "I'm sorry that my heartbeat is louder than my thoughts." Completed 11/8/20
