img_2231You held me so tight, all my pieces came together.

You were like my gravity. I was drawn to you. Every broken piece of me, every fraction that was lost in the wilderness had finally found a place where they belonged. Their home; my home, was you. Time passed and you started to ease your grip. Your possession started to grow weaker, colder and foreign. Soon I grew weary and I felt unwelcome. Those pieces started to drift. Slowly and perhaps maybe gracefully into the unknown. We were no longer spellbound.


The pieces enraptured onto you were diminishing. Eventually you finally let go and there was nothing left for me to hold on to. You left me to fly and wander on my own, in search to piece myself together all over again.



Credits: @PoemsPorn

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