I don't know if my heart is broken,
I haven't seen it since you left.
I think you forgot to leave it with my things.
You probably found it a week later and threw it out with everything else.

******

I am not a thing
that you can just keep away
when you're tired of using me

I am not going to be a part of your collection
which you just keep in your shelf
when you find a better one
to keep yourself entertained

and no, I am certainly not yours
because you decided that a long time ago
the moment you decided to let me gather dust
on your shelves

I will not be the broken one
and give you the right to throw me away

No, I left because I wanted to
I don't want to be your plaything anymore
And I am certainly an idiot for believing that
I am one of your deemed treasures

i miss you and this is as much poetry as there is in me

ＯＮＥ:
i miss the
way your
body sinks
into my
mattress
marking your
beauty finitely

ＴＷＯ:
and I also
miss how
your tired
kisses came
with soft
promises of
forever

ＴＨＲＥＥ:
i wonder
about who
stains your
cheeks now
with red
praise and
scarlet i love yous

ＴＨＲＥＥ＆ａＨＡＬＦ:
she would
never love you
as much as
i do

ＦＯＵＲ:
and i miss
you so much
i fall asleep
to the monotone
of myself
counting the days
of how long it has
been since
your departure

ＦＩＶＥ:
and to pass
my time
i count the
times you
told me you
loved me
with absent
ghost eyes

ＳＩＸ:
i'm trying
to live with
the ribs you
broke and
the air
you left

ＳＩＸ＆ａＨＡＬＦ:
but how can
i go on
with the bones
you left me?

ＳＥＶＥＮ:
i'll keep trying
but it's hard
when my
memories
of you litter
my head like
the dust in
my attic

ＥＩＧＨＴ:
and how can i
go on when
you emptied me
and left me
wondering why?

ＮＩＮＥ:
i have
watched you
leave over
and over
and my zenith
sadness is
quite enough
to make
a collapsing
supernova feel
shame

ＴＥＮ:
and sometimes
I blame
love itself for
handing me
right into
your hands

ＥＬＥＶＥＮ:
but when
it's darkest
please know
that my
moon still
chases after you

ＥＬＥＶＥＮ＆ａＨＡＬＦ:
and that
i don't
hate love
for giving
you

ＭＩＤＮＩＧＨＴ:
i hate love
for residing
in my heart
infinitely when
it knew you
weren't staying
forever

and isn't it funny how
i spent each second of last night
listening to that **** clock tick
from 3am til 7
but the second i was in your arms
sleeping was almost as easy
as breathing

every inch of my skin
reminds me of the way
it started with our knees
pressed together, softly
while your impatience grew
and ended with you, fine
and me, wondering why
i can still feel your fingertips
tracing patterns on my back
and still smelling you
on this **** ******* jumper

maybe my biggest mistake
was never learning how
to regret you