Fragmented.

I miss you so deeply after all.

I miss our life, when we were happy.

I miss seeing you and smiling.

I miss staying out late kissing you in front of your grandmother’s house.

When I was so desperately in love with all of you.

I miss how clean and lovely I was.

I am just a fragment of who I used to be.

I miss who I was, desperately.

I remember the exact moment I leaped, for you ,towards you.

I remember my heart being full of hope, full of love.

I remember when I destroyed myself.

I wish I could hug you one more day.

Hug you like I used to, before the ugliness happened, when we had a chance.

Then I’ll go away again.