#pieceofmysoul
You have a piece of my soul.
It took me a while to figure out,
how your laugh is contagious,
your presence makes me feel safe.
How I smile when I see you,
because I know I'm no longer alone.
You have a piece of my soul,
even if I don't know how to tell you.
I don't know when you took it,
or if I gave it freely,
but I know it means I trust you.
You have a piece of my soul.
And believe me,
I know it's weird:
Weird to say you have something
that I'm supposed to keep close,
yet now it's often so far.
But I trust you–
With my life,
should I have to.
But if you decide to walk away,
there'd be a hole,
left empty inside my chest.
If you leave me in silence,
thinking,
"It will hurt her less this way,"
A part of me will be missing.
You have a piece of my soul.
So should you decide to leave,
yell at me.
Tell me you hate me,
that I am nothing but a burden.
Throw curses in my face,
dirt in my eyes,
and please–
Shatter that piece of my soul on the ground,
if only so I could try and mend the pieces,
put together the shards,
so I wouldn't feel hollow and incomplete.
Because then I could still love you–
But I'd be able
to let go.
Oct 26, 2025
Oct 26, 2025 at 2:36 AM UTC