She’s a blank sheet of music waiting

For the right notes, and a huge,

White canvas to splatter your paint, and

A vacant room, echoing with fallow dreams and

Unspelt ambitions.

She waits for you to

Write her music and draw her story, and

Fix her perfect brokenness, and give her

A voice to call her own, but in the end,

You love her because

The second you look at her, you

Visualise your own person, because

She’s empty in all the right

Ways that

Allow you to be complete.

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6 thoughts on “Complete

  1. Rei says:

    Hey! I think your writing is soooo amazing. I nominated you for The Beautiful Blogger Award! Check out my page for the details. Keep writing, I love reading your poems! 😀

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