God Damn.

He tells me that he misses me

and I feel myself retract.

He tells me once I come close, 

I immediately pull back. 

I tell myself it's nothing,

I'm just a little cold. 

I never miss anyone, 

I am just fine on my own.

But, that is a lie, isn't it?

Yes, it is untrue.

Tell me how I know this?

Because, by God, do I miss you.

I miss you when I wake up,

and when I fall asleep. 

Sometimes, I forget to miss you... 

Just to remember

does that make the heart ache.

So maybe I am broken

or a scattering of sorts

bits of  tiny pieces

that can't seem to find a place

Yet, I think they'd come together

if you took me in your arms

if you told me that you loved me

reminded me what's ours'

But you won't do that

will you?

no.

and, that

that is my fault

For when I did have you...

Fuck

I just ripped you apart

God, damn 

God, God damn

a broken heart