i am splintered, i am broken
i am beaten, i am new
and we curl up in our dreams
of warm sheets and cool decembers
of love and the things within it
that we always seem to pursue
but neverseem tofind, and i
am so torn apart by you
am so alive at the touch of you
am so sure of the parts of you
that you show me in the moments
when you are absolutely sure
of the man you have become and i
am only just a spectator
in the play that is your life
only just a sketch
in the mural of your world
only just a person
in the list of ones you know.
and the idea of loving me
has never crossed your mind.
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