I found something in you, a reflection of a piece of me that I’d never seen before. Sometimes I fear that I’ve lost that part of myself without you mirroring it back at me. I couldn’t tell you what it is that I saw or felt.
At first when you left I felt an enormous hole that I never thought I could ever fill again. I kept searching for you but everyone I met fell short. They weren’t you and I knew that was the only thing I could accept.
Now that I’ve stopped looking and stopped missing it a part of me doesn’t want to lose it for it might never return. It’s not you that I’m looking for anymore, it’s myself. Can I only see myself when it’s being reflected back to me?
With every person I meet I express a different part of who I am to…
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