You were simply a missing piece of me that I was always searching for.
TMCYou were simply a missing piece of me that I was always searching for.
TMCMy arms grieve a love that took shape in the form of you.
TMCI’m not afraid of the chance at loving you, I’m only afraid of what it could do to me.
TMCTake a bow, lover you played the part so well you almost had me believing.
TMCAnd though I owned you nothing I still gave you my everything.
TMCLive as tho death is not the inevitable end.
TMCI’ll never regret loving you, I’ll only regret how long I allowed myself to be fooled.
TMCTo be loved by a poet is to find love hidden in between the lines of many things.
TMCAll of the pain she had endured only makes her beauty shine through more.
TMCI’ll allow for this pain to bleed from my pen onto the paper to relieve the pressure from my tortured mind.
TMCI look to the face of many I stare into the eyes of a few, and as much as I try replicating you there is simply no replacing you.
TMCDiscovered deeply within the depths of much suffering came forth my love of poetry.
TMCI lost parts of me when I split into two and most of those pieces seeped into you.
TMCWhat you have done to me shows your character. How I loved you regardless shows mine.
TMCShe is a different breed of passion, she went out not with a bang but with a moan.
TMCHe wraps me in seduction by penetrating my mind.
TMC