𝑨 𝑺𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝑻𝒐 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑽𝒐𝒊𝒅 [ 𝐶𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑑 ]

Too Much of You

I had held so much of you in me- so much that I even let go of my soul so that I could hold you closely and endlessly. I forgot where I left my missing parts, but I knew I left it because of you. I had dedicated too much of my poetry to you- that even if my mind wanted to write it for someone new, my pen refused to. I had carved you on my head and my mind began to think that poetry was made for you- only for you. But I was wrong for  poetry wasn't made for you; it was made for someone better and obviously that's not you.