hold my hand ,

hold my hand once more ,

hold me tight ,

tell me that i am more than enough ,

tell me everything that you did to me was wrong ,

hold my hand a bit longer ,

as i dive into this new body ,

this new body without you ,

this chapter of my life that does not have you ,

when all i wanted was you in it ,

hold my hand for the last time ,

allow me to grieve for the loss of myself in you ,

in everything i had to walk away with my fragile heart ,

continuing to live with a shift of purpose ,

after fighting so much to be seen by you i ended up not seeing myself ,

did i deserve all of that ?

the pain and the suffering ?

all right in front of your eyes ?

was i ever enough ?

i ask myself these questions ,

cause my sense of being has changed ,

since that experience ,

i find myself missing so much of myself that at times i find it impossible to find me again .