Me and you spent some time.
It was miniscule, well fine.
Me and you fell in love.
You only really needed a hug.
Consolation was my prize.
If you'd call it that.
I consoled. Your heart. You're broke.
I wish when I met you.
You caught your tongue
And never spoke.
Because then I'd be whole.
Not this piece of me.
Where's the rest.
The rest that should
Reside in my chest.