One Minute Maudlin Poetry

 

I was going to fix you.
Give you so much of me that it would patch your broken heart.
You’d be so grateful, you would fall in love with me.
And that would fix me.

But you’re still broken.
I’m still alone.
And you don’t even notice I’m gone.

Maybe I’m the only one who was broken after all.

(edited 2/6/15)