You left.
I'm trying to put all of myself together, but it seems like I can't gather all the pieces.
I realize there's a piece missing,
The piece from my Chest.
I gave that piece to you in hopes that it would complete you,
yet it didn't fit within you.
I wanted you to need the piece but it seems like I need it more.
You left.
You didn't give it back.
That piece from my chest,
I want,
I need back.
Tragically yours,
-Adi
YOU ARE READING
Tea Leaves and Torn Hearts
Poetry"A place where a lonely girl can express the consultations with her heart." These are little poems that express what my heart wants to tell the world. Maybe your heart feels the same way and finds a sense of understanding here. Tragically Yours, ...
