My Heart

When I used to search my heart
all I would find was you
buried in every crevice
sitting in every corner
so that there was no room
for anything else

And why did I see nothing wrong
with you taking over my heart
holding it all in your hands
to crush or keep
as you wanted

And now I find when I search
It takes a while to reach you
you aren't so easily seen
as you were when you were everywhere

And why does this make me sad
even tho more is holding my heart
filling it more than one person could
but still I miss when it was just you