It just feels
everyday,
Like I lost something important
a long time ago
and i won’t ever
Ever
be whole again
until I find it.
And that’s why I’m so sad.
Because
once it was mine
but so
was the losing part-
it was all
My design.
I guess I didn’t realize
how precious
it was
though really,
I knew.
It was just
Me
that I thought
wasn’t worth it.
And in the end
I guess
I’ll always be afraid
that no matter what
I
never
will be.