i never judged you or called you wrong. i called you living.
every breath was blown into a world that couldn't see you for who you really were.
only as an entity of something more important. but this "whole" of which you partly represented...that was never made clear.
you left her, and him, and them, and that, and it. you left me.
and i've felt shallow ever since.
it feels. unjust. a kiddie pool overrun with enough water to fill an olympic size pool.
yet i don't drown. but you don't dwell. so it's hard to determine who wins and who lost.
what is my prize for being so diligent, for memorizing your life and loving your life and being your life for so long?
am i allowed to find myself now? because i miss who i was. who i am. it feels. ugly.
can i have a kiss on my cheek?
i don't want to feel ugly. i want to feel. feelings. that actually make sense. but i don't know...maybe i'm supposed to be different.
Are you reincarnated in me? Am i You? I want me back.
Leave me be. Where I need to be. Where you should not trespass.
Leave me back in my arms.
I want safety of the unsafe.
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