She left and it was hard.
Or maybe I left but it was still hard..
Let's say they left, our bodies.
My soul didn't yet
my soul is still there
There where my heart stayed.
She left,
But happily I can still feel her,
Smell her
And touch what she once touched
I'm wearing that necklace which isn't like others
I'm wearing her necklace that she once wore
Everytime I look at it I see her
A part of her
That I will never take off.
Hugging her favorite doll
I feel her I feel her appearance with hugging it.
I can't wait until I wear her hoodie
I can't wait to feel myself inside her
She left, I left, we left
But not like any other time before
I left without myself, my soul or my heart.
I left with only a self that switched to be her.