Finding Me Again

Once upon a time,
In the summertime,
You stepped into the sun,
yet everything we were came undone.

So go back to your side,
Some distances were never meant to be crossed.

I will go back to my aisles,
rewrite the lines you ruined,
and pack the things you left behind.

Once upon a time,

In the autumn time, 

I let our memories drift down,

falling down like sins you buried in the Pandora's crown.

"I accepted you well," you said.

"Then who's the one dying in our story instead?" I replied.

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Once upon a time,

In the wintertime,

Your words of apologize froze in the air,

yet every wound you left was never healed.

I painted us softly under the snow,

you covered me in the snowflakes till I froze,

then burned what remained in the chimney below.

Once upon a time, 

In the springtime,

I pieced together a puzzle named me—
placed back my smile, opened the eyes, wiped all the tears I used to hide.

I saw someone I used to be—

the person who got lost because of you.

I found the maps you lost—
a way to find myself again.
— R.
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