after you stop starring at the mirror
take a glance at me
you always see me in parts
watch out for your
meaningless words
take a look around and
all you'll see are parts of us
used and abused
give me just a sample
of what we used
to call love
let me know when it starts
but when it does
it always comes in parts
why can't you just give in to me
after all the empty hours
of desperation and solitude
when you finally come to me
only a part of you comes
a part of many