infinity kiss

you still have a piece

I don't know

I don't know why

unrequited love may it seem.

you shut me away.

now I close the door.

I won't bother you anymore.

I feel the knocks on the doors;

they are pounding, pounding.

my heart is pounding.

while I am shut I tap on your locked window.

not a sound can be heard over the pieces.

they're scattered don't you see?

all the pieces of me...

you pick up the one...

the one that makes me.

I no longer have a piece.

you still have a piece of me.

goodbye... to that piece and that love.

if loving was my only option, why lock away.

how could you say those things,

how could I feel such a way.

I should be fine, peer through my door.

just as I tell the other wilting flowers...

but I, too, wilt.

dying and dying and dying more at the thought

of such selfish indictment.

I can't open my door, no strength to push

and no one can pull.

I'll lay and watch through your locked window,

crying because every piece of me is now

being broken smaller from your rough hands.

I still have a piece though.

I still have a piece of me...

but it's so far away I can't touch it.

yet it's so sharp, my skin cuts just from the look

it is... so... sharp.

I still have a piece of me.