I miss you.
Like a pendant without its chain,
like a chess board without its pawns,
like a planet without its moon
because without it,
it can barely function.
I want you.
Like a hungry wolf desires its prey,
like a bookworm desires a new story,
like an isolated girl desires an escape
because reality is becoming too heavy
for her to constantly hold alone.
I need you.
Like a rainbow needs sunshine after a dark storm,
like a flashlight needs a pair of batteries to turn on,
like a human needs oxygen to breathe
because nothing works alone
in a world of reactants and products.
I love you.
Like long, hot showers in the winter,
like books that are so good that you can't put them down,
like songs that hit indescribably.
Like the way you text me at night to see how I'm feeling,
like the way you hold me when I feel alone,
like the way you laugh with me when nobody is watching.
I have you.
Even if it isn't in the way I want it to be.
1.10.2024
YOU ARE READING
pieces of me: poems
PoetryTo the girl twenty-four hours ago, crying into her pillow and questioning what comes next, you'll be okay. "pieces of me" is a collection of thoughts that make up who I am, inspired by either fictional or real emotions and experiences. Through poetr...
