I exist in fragments
scattered over years and moments
of love, of joy, of pain.
In fragments held by people;
I hope they need them someday
if only a brief remembrance.
In fragments lodged in places
where I've been or have wished to be,
where I loved, I laughed, I cried.
In fragments in your heart
that I broke myself for.
Those fragments I may not find again.
I exist in fragments
broken but knowing
that maybe we all need a fragment of me.
Jun 13, 2018
Jun 13, 2018 at 1:08 AM UTC
I exist in fragments
scattered over years and moments
of love, of joy, of pain.
In fragments held by people;
I hope they need them someday
if only a brief remembrance.
In fragments lodged in places
where I've been or have wished to be,
where I loved, I laughed, I cried.
In fragments in your heart
that I broke myself for.
Those fragments I may not find again.
I exist in fragments
broken but knowing
that maybe we all need a fragment of me.
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