Pfff, k
I'm filled with you
Every crevice every corner
I find traces of you
I find myself looking for a portion
A part of me
That doesn't have you imprinted on it
A place I can run to
A corner, a scratch, a mole of mine
A breath I can take without thinking of your existence
Your corner, your scratch, your mole of mine
Because I can't breathe
Because the truth is I'm no longer part of me
This, this is new
This is bigger, this is different
How was I ever so selfish
To want a place of my own
When all I ever wanted
Needed
Really needed
Without ever knowing you existed
Before the bomb
Before the burning
Before I died
I met you
I met you
And I
Died
And now
I've found where I left my soul
It's dusty and brittle
But it's yours in your eyes
On the small of your back
The patchless spot on your chest
You shine most when you smile at me
So if I cry, forgive me
You made me part of something beautiful
And I never dreamed of being beautiful until you
