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I published my first poetry book. Please please please check it out and give me some feedback!

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Lost

I deleted your number today
And for the first time I feel lost,
Without footing, without anything to hold on to...
And yet, I feel strong about this...
And somehow... I'm still lost.

I Need More

You have taken from me my friends,
And you have taken the feelings out of my soul...
You stole my dreams and thoughts like a thief
And somehow, I always need more...
You have broken my heart into pieces,
You have pulled the strength from my bones...
You destroyed my foundation,
You destroyed all I had...
And yet, I always need more.
You have taken from me my feelings,
And you left me without strength to find better...
And somehow... between my desires,
I needed more from your love-
I needed more from your soul-
I needed more from our friendship-
I needed more from yourself...

Absence

I asked you to prove to me how much you loved me,
Prove to me how much you care as I have done
So many times... on so many occasions..
And as my words escaped and as I asked for this,
I could almost see the wheels turning in your mind-
Looking for a way to prove to me that you are a changed man.
I'm done with excuses, I'm done with this crap...
And as far as proof of love...
Your absence was proof enough.

String

So many legends speak of us as halves destined to reunite
And so many legends tell of strings attached - confining us
To one another so perfectly, so permanently!
I remember the days when you and I used to dream
Each other's dreams... and when you had nightmares,
I'd be the one to scream.
I remember laying down and sitting still enough
Just so I could feel your heart's beat making my chest
Vibrate, making my mind race, my blood warm...
I could feel the string we tied around our hearts,
Since I was a child, I searched for you,
I longed for you, my butterfly...
And when we met, we knew we found the one.

So many legends speak of us as halves destined to reunite
And so many legends tell of strings attached - confining us
To one another so perfectly, so permanently... and yet
I struggle to believe these legends,
Now that you have torn our string...
You found another that fits more perfectly into the mold
You made, the mold I helped her fit herself into...
The mold I never had.
Somehow we broke our strings, and I can't feel a thing,
But I can't help but feel so numb... since I have mourned
Our "love". And things could have been better,
Had we fought for right to remain untouched,
But with so much war, I am done with promises.


So many legends speak of us as halves destined to reunite
And so many legends tell of strings attached - confining us
To one another so perfectly, so permanently...
But legends are legends, and remain silly stories
To tell the romantics when they meet their spouses,
But not the broken hearted who now know
Their string is broken. So tie this one well,
Because unlike me... her heart is not in pieces,
Her heart is not of stone.
So tie this one well, because if this one breaks
You won't have a thing left.