He was gone...she was lost; both looking for each other.
She was missing a few pieces;
He gave her the extra pieces he didn't need.
She felt as if he didn't need her.
He was feeling forgotten...even broken.
She needed him to save her from drowning;
Even though he had already drowned a long time ago,
He was still there for her, to help her learn from his mistakes.
She knew that he was different from the rest.
He knew that she was unique.
She was drowning again, but didn't know how to swim
For she couldn't find him.
He was no where to be found.
She began to stop her struggling,
and just float there; He was on his way to save her. She could feel it.
He was floating beside her, in the cold waters...
It was night time, and their love began to howl at the night sky.
They had both finally found their missing pieces.
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PoetryNO COPY RIGHT WHAT SO EVER I for one, have been in love with writing poetry since I was younger, I just could never seem to get what I need to feel to say. I've recently written some new poems and I'm deciding if I should post them or not. What do...
