lost

forty one: letter to the one who has forgotten

dont fall apart he whispered as he loosened the bolts in my bones
dont fall in love he warned as my heart dipped as deep as his smile
dont lose yourself he reminded me again and again and again
and now i am not me anymore.
i am only the parts of me you've touched.
i am the me that left pieces of herself in your hair from endless nights of running my hand through it.
i am the me that left pieces of herself in the memories of a distant time where happiness was an abundance.
and you, no matter how many pieces of me i've gave to you, you're still you.
and as i write this i've completely lost myself.
every single last bit of me is left in these words. all of them.

i love you forever and always, even now as a stranger.

note: hm idk :// enjoy this three day weekend tho.