shreyabansal

i'm no more my own home~

the guy who told me to take care and eat chocolates has a part of me and the guy who kissed me oh so gently as if my lips were clouds has a part of me and the guy who could shout at the top of his lungs my name has a part of me.

I keep giving parts of me away and i feel the emptiness crawling on my skin in my sleep like small insects all over my body and i can't shake this emptiness, i've given away parts of me i didn't know existed and my hollow bones keep calling each of their names hoping i'd get atleast just a little of me back.

i keep forgetting i am no more my own home, you are and he is and parts of my home are scattered in places i can't reach



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