Wednesday, November 6, 2013

I've been ...

I've been in love ... twice
I fall in love with my first love everyday
guess what
I no longer have my other love
I think of my other love ... still
I express my love for my other love using my first love
my first love ... poetry
have never broken my heart
always have been patient
my first love ... poetry
never made me feel like I'm not good enough
never made me feel like my love wasn't good enough
my other love, on other hand that's a different story
I've been in love ... twice
I'm a flawed piece of work, that I know
my first love understands that
I'm growing
I'm molding myself into a better individual
my first love is still here
my other love, well there that's a different story
I've left pieces of me with my first love
I gain better insight of myself from the pieces I left with my first
I'm still giving my first love pieces of me
I left pieces of me with my other love
I lost myself giving pieces of me to my other love
I've realized not everyone know how to care for me


I've only been in love ... twice




1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I'm definitely feelin this piece right here...deep, abstract, and very insightful...I can relate to this b/c when I had no one, I turn to poetry and it just takes me to another place.

-MAB (Black Cyrano)