Searching for the Me I Had to Be

Memories of you keeping me alive long after I die…

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There are days
I didn’t know me,
wasted hours alive
but dead to those around me.
There were wasted years
I searched to find me,
but I was brilliant at hiding
myself from me, pretending
to be the me I could never be.
This me searching for myself
led me to you, and of all
the versions of me
that have been,
you found the only
me I ever liked.

There are touches of you
I will remember
long after I am dead,
me long gone,
but memories of you
keeping me alive long
after I die… letting go
of the final breath of me,
but never the last
thought of you.
I am me because of you,
the me I finally learned
to love, the only me
who could love you.