I long for the longing of you
therefore, I will not reach out
to call.

I miss you but not enough
to make myself move.

Your kiss fits my lips-
no others do-
and
I'll not allow another's mouth
on mine, this space is hollowed.

I have had my heart cut in two
and hoped from this happiness.

I know this is only a dream
a broken heart in two
must mean

two thoughts:
Go or Stay;
Love
and/or
Love's Remains.

How many hearts in view
still intact
after Love's

been through?

Not many I'd surmize

but all would still conclude

it was and is

still
worth the ride.

My conclusion:

a broken heart

is better to have

than one

intact

and yet unused.