missing pieces
oh my precious heart.
for how many times will you break?
it’s losing pieces it cannot replace.
my heart gets wrapped up in imaginary things.
these things get taken away and i crumble.
i fantasize about happiness in places i won’t find it.
in which place will i find these pieces? or person?
i just want to find them again!!
Copyright © Meredith Tally | Year Posted 2023
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