What is love?

Is it something

All of use can feel?

Or is it something

Only a few people are

Allowed to feel?

What about the rest of us?

Are we only allowed

To lust? Want? Be lonely?

Is that fair?

I don't think it is.

My heart was pulled from me

And torn in to

Millions of pieces

I tried to piece it

Back together

One by one

But no matter how hard

I may try, it always

Ends up the same

Missing a piece.

What piece am I missing?

Is it the piece that

You took when I first

Gave my heart to you?