I am an empty seat waiting to be filled.
All I want is to be seen and claimed,
Only to be released
Once a better seat is open.
In another life,
You and I,
We sat here for forever.
I gave you support,
And you stayed on me for comfort –
And that was fine with me.


I am the empty seat at the table,
Glanced over, and never heard from.
Louder voices grasp your attention,
While I’m squeaking out for your affection.
The server reaches over me,
You place your bag on me,
Hang your coat on me,
Place your feet on me,
And never before have I felt so important
So please get comfortable
And stay here with me.

I am the empty seat,
Unclaimed and forgotten.
Maybe it was my position or over-eagerness
That repelled you on to the other chairs around.
But at least I can share in the moment –
Quiet beside the table –
And pretend like you wanted me there.

I am your favorite empty chair.
The building is being torn down;
The chairs are being pawned off.
I wait to hear if you want me,
But before long, I’m thrown among the pieces of my friends
And wait until that glorious moment
I’m no longer an empty chair.

you left space in me,
which i cannot fill,
that ephemeral relation with you,
was enough to destroy everything of mine,
while sitting alone in my room,
i hear you calling my name,
how stupid of me,
still expecting from you,
didn't know,
you were the puzzle,
i didn't have the complete pieces of,
never really knew,
it was only a game,
and i was amazing at losing in it.....

Hopeless without a goal
Reckless without a soul
Bound to self destruct
With everything going around
My heart is left with a hole.

Whenever I come undone
Just hold my hand
And say my name.
I may come to you in pieces
But you make me whole.

if you cannot love me at my worst,
   you cannot have me at my best.
you do not get to pick and choose which versions of me to love.
i will not let you.
love all of me,
    or do not love me at all.

Even if my heart is broken
I always try to heal hearts
With my pieces.