The Missing

My love for you

My love for you, the love of you

Ever so unapologetically true

It sticks like a plaster on an infected wound

It ends and begins as I wish it could

It destroys and creates we’ve lost the plot

Falling and crashing are we not

Why was this given to you and I

Two incompetent beings looking on by

We can’t let it go for nothing, for nothing it goes

Boy I’m torn quite never been this close

You laugh with my inside senses

Your beauty stains these contact lenses

I rather my eye be covered by another eye

For without you I am a predictable lie

Fashioned from chivalry you are caught on sight

Can I ask you if we are worth the fight


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