Untitled Ramble

Rebuild.
Find.
It's gone.
Where did it go?

I have lost all of me.
Have you seen?
My shadow? My shoes?
Hidden from view.

Bring it back.
What has escaped me.
What has stolen itself.
What I let go.

I miss it.
Do you?
It is chilling.
Haunting. My bones.

I can feel this way.
Surprising?
Then you don't know me.
We've hidden from you too.

Once intertwining.
Two identities,
Broken,
Sepertated.

Gone.
I chased you.
I ran,
Opposite.

Again?
Where?
This was it.
Before the end.

Is this for the better?
Will I return?
Who knows?
Maybe we'll burn.