Losing Myself

I feel as though I live moment to moment

Laughing, smiling, enjoying the little things before me

Then the rest of the time I am conscious of

My soul leaves my physical form

And ventures off for something more interesting

I miss her, most of the time

But maybe it’s better this way

◄ Everything Has Changed

Specifically, Then, Why? ►

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