I gather up all the tiny shards,
pieces of my broken heart.
And hold them oh so carefully,
so they don't further fall apart.
I wrap them so very tightly,
in what I think is love.
And I whisper to them so no one hears,

"I promise that you're enough."

I miss your smile
The twinkle in your eyes

I miss your warmth
The cuddles too

I miss your breath on my sensitive skin
And your gentle touch

I miss your love
I miss you

You entered and consumed every part of me.
My body, heart, soul and mind.
So tell me how can anybody ever compare.

Lust, desire and sparks may fade but a true love will last a lifetime.

Whether it’s romantic, platonic or familia you’ll always be mine.

I think the thing that hurt the most are the vision of the future that have blurred from the tears.
The hurt that will come when he makes eyes at another girl. The eyes that used to always find me.
The thought of him with anyone else has my stomach and heart free falling waiting to shatter and I’m not sure I’m ready for that pain.
The biting my tongue to stop the I loves you coming, trying to stop the most easy thing to say.
It hurts that he’s there and he always will be but just not in the way I am used to and the not as the one I used to know.
The comfort that used to make everything okie starts to sting just a little more.
The songs that held promise and security now a painful reminder of what was had.
The aftershave that used to smell like home now reminds me that it will never be
Do I use the smell to help me sleep or do I wake up wanting him more
The underwear he bought only for his eyes is now just another piece of clothing
He won’t touch the certain parts of my body that still craves him, he won’t stroke my hair while I sleep or my back while we watch TV. But the thought of anyone else touching the intimate parts of me makes my skin crawl. It wouldn’t be his hands to touch me so I don’t want to be touched at all.
It hurts that no one can or will compare to him  and what’s worse is that I love him and I probably always will. He said I love you millions, his millions ran out, whilst I was still in the middle of mine. And now I’m left finishing the countdown on my own

Living off caffeine and anxiety
Filling the days with films, books and games just to watch the time slowly tick by.
Nothing can quite fill the attention and mind.
There is nothing to break up these endless days running one into another.
Going with the flow without going anywhere
Taking it easy with no need to relax
Plans of summer disappear with every flick of the remote
Netflix stings with the taunting of life outside
Stories are captivating, but there are only so many pages to turn.
But the albums on repeat represent the lockdown we are in, they always end eventually

I get insecure, you've had the lookers the models then me. You've been with the successful the **** and the best, then me.
I know I'm not all that
I worry about that
I worry about how I look and what i'm like
I overthink and get scared
For I know you can do better
I'm the take it or leave it kind of person and everyone will always choose to leave
I doubt every thought of myself
I doubt every action I do
The only time the thinking and the doubting and time passing us by stops
Is when your lips are pressed into mine
when you hand holds mine
When your arms wrap around me and hold me tight
When my duvet wraps around your head and shapes your face and our random conversations
I love each and every crazy second with you but I wish these thoughts didn't ruin the moment
And I hope more than anything it doesn't taint how much I love you
This is me and all I am
I'm a take it or leave it kinda person and I really hope you'll stay