you left space in me,
which i cannot fill,
that ephemeral relation with you,
was enough to destroy everything of mine,
while sitting alone in my room,
i hear you calling my name,
how stupid of me,
still expecting from you,
didn't know,
you were the puzzle,
i didn't have the complete pieces of,
never really knew,
it was only a game,
and i was amazing at losing in it.....

Hopeless without a goal
Reckless without a soul
Bound to self destruct
With everything going around
My heart is left with a hole.

Whenever I come undone
Just hold my hand
And say my name.
I may come to you in pieces
But you make me whole.

if you cannot love me at my worst,
   you cannot have me at my best.
you do not get to pick and choose which versions of me to love.
i will not let you.
love all of me,
    or do not love me at all.

Even if my heart is broken
I always try to heal hearts
With my pieces.

Are we all just
Broken people
Learning how to
Love each other
Brokenly?

Learning how to fix these broken pieces?