Ruins of Me.

And since then, 

I am collecting the ruins of me.

Ruins of me after you.

Remains of me.

Relics of you.

The odds and the ends.


Connecting the trails, 

Taking the strolls.

Searching, 

For belongings of yours.

Seeking,

The leftovers of mine.


Collecting the broken pieces, 

Trying to make it work. 

Pretending that I've got it,

Making it work.


But what is ruined 

Cannot be renewed, right?

You have to rebuild it.

Have to restart.

To restore.

Rejuvenate.

But

I am not done yet 

I am still, collecting the ruins of me.

Ruins of me after you.








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