stumbling through the woods

I lost myself...for him

I look in the mirror I see:

The memories of my heart about to pound out of my chest.

The horror of realization that he could throw me off the effiel tower with a look and a question

And I realized its because I've lost myself ...to him and I wouldn't change a thing in fact I would do everything all over again play for play.just for him and its crazy because he wouldn't do the same for me. I dont affect him the way he affects me. But I do know that when I think of a day without him I cringe no matter many internal scars will be there when he finds a few pretty toy to play with. I'll lose myself and never get her.back I know this because she's already gone.and so he