Broken Pieces of you still clutter the floor of my mind.
Their preciously hidden strangeness,
A comfort to me in this, the absence of you.
Making love to our memories,
As they delicately tickle these thoughts in my head.
And for a moment, I forget…
That I am alone,
The most painful love song of all.
Unrequited and adrift.
Yet in the end,
The only one I’ve ever wanted…