I've lost my sense of self, it has left me and has left this shell of a human that can only fake smile and laugh. It's still there, but it's hiding from me. I still feel the eternal sadness I've always had, but it's faint.
You may think, good sadness, it's gone. But you'd be very wrong.
The sadness is the only thing that makes me feel warm. It stays with me and makes me feel safe.
He is the only one that makes me feel safe, he wraps his arms around my figure as I cry uncontrollably and makes me feel better; then he slips away slowly. He is the only one who makes me feel whole in this empty barren world we call home.
He is with me now, but I know he will leave like everyone else.
Everyone leaves the earlier you figure this out the easier it is to not get hurt.
He is here, he will be gone, when he leaves I will be half of myself, I'll be back to the shell of a person. Fake smiles and laughs, I lost myself, and I can't find him anywhere.