A heart so bruised, it’s hard to choose, what’s right for me
Every night a different face when sex doesn’t erase the piece of me that belongs to you
What am I left to do? Wait?
When I can’t escape the pain, what else is there for me to gain?
Yet, they say, distance makes the heart grow fonder, so i ponder, you far away, awaiting the day you return with the shattered pieces of me so I can be
Whole
Just let go
Please…


© Reaper