Two For The Price Of My Heart Poem by MANDY CLARISSA

Two for the price of my heart
Confused!
You can say that again
Lost certainly I am

Two for the price of my heart
And yet loneliness has become my bestie
Different but somehow submerged into one emotion

Two for the price of my heart
His is toned by reflections of swag
And may I say
His arrogance taints every footstep made
Smug and a prude
And yet within these four walls
Silent and all to myself
His soft nurturing sweetness thoughtful with a deep sense of wisdom and street intelligence waters my imagination

Two for the price of my heart
He is almost non existant
Its like I can almost touch him
But in a jiffy he's vanished
Mysterious, imagination above understanding
And yet within these four walls
Silent and all to myself
I get to feel
Feel that deepness
Feel that sincerity
Feel that pain
That you often hide with your mask of wit
Its almost like we get to heal eachother in presence

Two for the price of my heart
Am left alone
Am left empty
Am left alone yet again

Two for the price of my heart
Tormented by each
I find solace in the arms of another
And yet neither seems to complete me
Perhaps I have split my valves
Now comes the duty of loving two but having none
Which by far I seem to have adapted to