A Piece of You (Poem #98)

There’s a piece of you

that’s left in me

and when I gathered reasons to move on

suddenly that piece

was all I could see

How strange it is

to have something behind

something no one else

could ever find

it’s something that’s entirely mine

before it’s taken away by time


Sometimes it’s trapped in a photograph

sometimes I feel it

thru the loudest sound

sometimes thru the lightest tap


This piece haunts me in my sleep

but sometimes despite the haunts

it’s something I still choose to keep


No matter how long we left each other

no matter the number of pieces

we made with another

this piece, your piece in me

wherever we are

would surely come along


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Forever Winter

Just reading and writing my way out of this messy adult life! I have transitioned from having piles of notebooks stacked underneath my bed from writing on the internet and allowing people worldwide to read.

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