Put out my eyes, and I can see you still,
Slam my ears to, and I can hear you yet;
And without any feet can go to you;
And tongueless, I can conjure you at will.
Break off my arms, I shall take hold of you
And grasp you with my heart as with a hand;
Arrest my heart, my brain will beat as true;
And if you set this brain of mine afire,
Then on my blood-stream I yet will carry you.

Ignorant before the heavens of my life,
I stand and gaze in wonder. Oh the vastness
of the stars. Their rising and descent. How still.
As if I didn't exist. Do I have any
share in this? Have I somehow dispensed with
their pure effect? Does my blood's ebb and flow
change with their changes? Let me put aside
every desire, every relationship
except this one, so that my heart grows used to
its farthest spaces. Better that it live
fully aware, in the terror of its stars, than
as if protected, soothed by what is near.

I am much too alone in this world, yet not alone
    enough
to truly consecrate the hour.
I am much too small in this world, yet not small
    enough
to be to you just object and thing,
dark and smart.
I want my free will and want it accompanying
the path which leads to action;
and want during times that beg questions,
where something is up,
to be among those in the know,
or else be alone.

I want to mirror your image to its fullest perfection,
never be blind or too old
to uphold your weighty wavering reflection.
I want to unfold.
Nowhere I wish to stay crooked, bent;
for there I would be dishonest, untrue.
I want my conscience to be
true before you;
want to describe myself like a picture I observed
for a long time, one close up,
like a new word I learned and embraced,
like the everyday jug,
like my mother's face,
like a ship that carried me along
through the deadliest storm.

I dream that he is mine,
I dream that he is true,
And all his words I keep
As rose-leaves hold the dew.

O little thirsty rose,
O little heart beware,
Lest you should hope to hold
A hundred roses’ share.

I wonder if you think of me
I wonder if your friends told you I say hi
I wonder if after they did you remembered

I hope you did, I hope you remembered
that I gave you every single piece of me
and you only gave me a part of you
because you were afraid,

you were afraid that I'd break your heart
but little did we both know, you broke mine,
but I don't think it gives the way I feel any justice,

you completely smashed my heart
into pieces so tiny that I haven't been able to
find any of them and it's been two years.

i think you're hiding them, because
everywhere I look I can't seem to find them.
I know where your part of you is.
it's buried into my pores, into my mind, my soul.
that even though it was minuscule it'll be there forever.

because I promised you id always care
and that I wouldn't break your heart
but darling, what we know now
is that it was never really
mine to break.

S.W

And when we met
I fell in love
And when I strayed away
I became empty
And when I saw you cared
I broke down
And when you said it hurt
I changed forever
And when you walked out
I lost the best part of me