I cannot imagine for a single second life without you,
the holes you would leave me with,
too dark for light to ever exist again,
and this feeling scares me constantly.
how could I exist
if you are half of what makes me who I am.
I said through another's voice "I am mostly sure we share the same brain,
because there are times where we complete each other's sentences,
but I know we share the same heart,"
So how is it that my heart could keep beating
with the blood pouring out from the missing half
that I'm sure you would take with you.
You cannot go alone,
we must go together,
as my existence is tied through myriad strings
to yours
About the Creator
Grace Genet-Allen
Just trying to figure out what I want in life one day at a time. I read quite a bit and share my thoughts here, along with the occasional poem or life post.
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