Artemis' Pensieve

you

I was my own habit.
I was my own reason.

My thoughts, my hopes, my dreams
They were but my own. They were nothing else but mine.

But you happened.

You became my habit,
You became my reason.

You became my thought, my hope, my dream; they were all you.

These thoughts, hopes, and dreams are you; they're mine.

I hope you'd stay.