Love, Pain & Poetry [✓]

M i s s i n g P i e c e s

Of all the poems I have written which all was meant for you, I had to find a way to stop writing those poems to any who but to myself. Because I thought, if I constantly send these pieces of me to you, without you reading them, then what would become of me but a jigsaw puzzle with missing pieces.

What would become of me?

My bits, my portion, the pieces of me, please, handle them with care :)