One of my many love-sick-high-school poems.
Fleeting thoughts
Slip my mind
They chase around
But never fulfill
Everything
Is out of place
I’m alone here
Behind a face
The U-shaped piece haunts
Until it returns
All is incomplete
Like a pool of
Deep emotion
Tides push and pull
Sinking under
The U-shaped piece haunts
Until it returns
I still will wander
Missing a piece
The puzzle apart
Tears to shreds
Chokes out the heart
The U-shaped piece haunts
Until it returns
All remains undone
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