I think of
you every morning,
Each and
every day that I start;
Caring not
for what this might bring,
Hopelessly
in love, I gave you my heart;
Through your
fingers, exquisite yet careless,
My love
struck heart, it slipped, it fell;
It broke,
shattered into pieces so formless,
Count of
which I couldn't tell;
So I picked
up every piece, every bit,
Consequences
of my lovely affair;
Perhaps I
should've pasted a note on it,
Clearly
saying 'handle with care';
Sewed it,
glued it, all the pieces intricately tiled,
I placed it,
back upon your palm;
You let it
go like an unsure child,
No guilt
whatsoever, no regret, no qualm;
Being
clumsy, this risk you're not ready to take,
But I so
wish you would try;
You’re
afraid of where this might take,
You’ve been
hurt before, but so have I;
I hope
someday you'll love me,
I hope
someday you'll care;
But if and
when that day does come,
I hope I'm
not broken beyond repair;
-GBK
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Disclaimer-
I've never really written a poem before(except that one time in primary school), so mercy :)..
and for any feedback you give, merci merci merci :).. (well that was poetic)
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