looking through his glasses.

splitting.

when you left
my heart ached.
my soul felt purposeless.
you were my favorite person.
but i knew i had to split on you.
find a new person to make my favorite.
i searched and looked high and low.
but no one was like you.
no one could give me the highs like you did
no one gave me treacherous lows like you gave me either though.
i avoided my favorite songs
because they reminded me of you.
i had to find all new stuff
from how i fixed my hair in the morning
to the clothes i wear at night.
you knew every ounce of me.
i didn't want to be the same person you knew if you ever came back around.
and eventually you did.
but the split really did one for you.
i will not allow myself to get deep with you.
i remind myself i am not that person anymore i did not change most everything about me including my habits just to fall right back into them.