Do you think of me?
When your head hits the comfort of your pillow?
Do you think of the way my body fits against yours like a puzzle piece?
Do you think of me when you are scared and alone?
Do I bring light into your life and heart?
Even when I'm battling with the war inside my head.
Do you see who I am after it all?
After the scars have healed and the screams have stopped?
I know you arent always so gentle and patient.
But do you think of me as a piece of property or as your future?
Will you take care not to repeat the mistakes others have?
Do you think of me when you want to feel at home?
I know I think of you.
YOU ARE READING
My little slice of heartbreak
PoetryThis is some of my poetry. I tell the story of my love falling and me waking up from the hurt. I won't say who the persons name is. That's a secret I'd rather keep to myself
