Two Halves


Love is built like lock to key
Two souls cut to fit and join
I learned self-surgery
Did everything you needed
Gave you what I wanted

Yet your loneliness
Surpassed the loveliness
Carved new sharp edges
Sprang the lock

Our cut heart won’t kill us both
Just yours mine
I promise to die politely

It’s odd, you and I
Almost made a whole soul

Posted in Romance.