Duct tape...
My heart is like
Duct tape
My love may seem
Feeble
Minuscule
And very unnecessary
I am a tool
That seems to have no use
Till you need me
Then I become an adhesive
I can hold you together
Spiritually, mentally, emotionally
And if you’re lucky...
Physically
But then...
You will complain...
I don’t match your swag
I’m worse than a
Band aid
My grey color bores you
Now you’ve ripped me from you...
Duct tape...
As strong as I’ve been
Holding onto you...
Is as strong I’ll be
Once you remove me from you...
And I will NEVER hold onto you
Again
So every time you fall apart
Spiritually, mentally, emotionally
And if you were lucky
Physically
You will want my adhesive to return
But it won’t...
I won’t
I never return
I am nothing more than duct tape
Feeble
Minuscule
And unnecessary
Till you see my love
Holding onto someone else