Fragments

Pieces of us. Thoughts. Fragments. I was honored to work with such an amazinch writer as Dez H.!

This morning,

I woke up empty

in an empty bed,

empty apartment.

You promised to stay

but all I have now

is your smell

in my sheets and heart.

I left behind my heart for you

because it's the only part of me

that would ever be

good enough to offer.

//

I thought about our last night

as I stared at the ceiling in my bed,

I prayed that when I went to sleep

I wouldn't dream of you

because I would know

You have taken my moral emotional nature

and showed me my sense of identity.

Here I go again

smoking one after another,

not being able to read through you,

nor through me.

I thought this is gonna be easy

but I'm here and you're not

and that bothers me

more than I thought.

Author's Note

His parts are bold.
Please let me know if you like this concept.
Look him up, I swear he's great. <3

Reviews

[Dez H.]

I read this again and had others around me read it and they luvd this s**t and they don't want to read comercials lol it was tight as hell workn wit u shorty

[David Scott]

It is never easy to piece together the fragments of passion... It is like trying to rebuild a snowman after he has melted away. All of the water is still there, but it matter not.
Well done here!

[Dez H.]

Girl we did the damn thing didn't we I love this piece and am honored to work with you.

[Coyote Poetry]

Great emotions came alive in the poetry.
"I left behind my heart for you
because it's the only part of me
that would ever be
good enough to offer."
The above lines were honest and I understood them. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote