Broken (I) Poem by Marcquiese Burrell

Woke up this morning reaching out for you
Wishing you'd be there when I open my eyes
I hate that there's no longer a smile to greet me
and I know i'll never feel that kind of warmth again

and I cry and think of when you're coming back
cause I can't live without you
but I wouldn't allow myself to tell you that
Still everyday I try and pull through

losing your love, losing your touch
which kept me going
missing your lips, wanting to kiss
have me so broken

it's not so easy, trying to let go
and i didn't know it'll be difficult
of course, it hurts
and it'll get worse
got me so broken

Every time I go to close my eyes
and each time I would visualize
the rhythm of the passion that beats inside your heart
where the feeling no longer lies