Parts of me.

When you're gone, 

it feels like a part of me, 

is gone too. 

I miss you. 

But I wasn't ever good enough for you was I?

Maybe, as much as it hurts, 

it was suppose to happen. 

And if it wasn't, 

then, somehow, 

between ocean and sky, 

we will find each other once again. 

I'm not over you. 

Not one bit. 

But I hope that my heart

figures out that you were never mine. 

Reviews

[Robert Strzalko]

This is very good. What I like best about your writing is the clarity and the straightforward honesty. You have a gift for expressing your feelings well.