Marooned.

I loved only you,

And I have repeated these words,

every couple of years,

to beautiful people,

with selfish hearts.

I have raged battles with myself,

And they were all broken,
But i did go through lovers,
I loved them all,
These tides refuse to die down,

convoluted intricacies of this heart,

has made me a common fool

who falls in love at every chance

with beautiful broken souls,

with sharper edges and fresh wounds,

My delicate skin stood no chance,

My heart not even there.

Like changing seasons,

I floated anchor less,

from one love to another.

I offered them my soul,

a bit broken, a little bruised.

but i tried, with another hopeful smile

And I am back trying again.

this heart still craves,

for another broken soul

that completes this self, makes it whole

with the edges still sharp,

and the wounds forever fresh.