let me show you what a shadow feels like.

blank, dark, unnoticed.

i am my own shadow, in the light.

half a moon, half a heart.

something so ordinary missing a piece, gradually losing itself.
a lifeline that connects a heart to stone - pointless, lifeless.

once broken, considered sold,
once gone, considered forgotten.

seasons and time flash before me as your ground shifts away.
i am no snow to your winter; nor am i your cherry blossom during spring.

i can be that missing piece that completes your empty puzzle.