The Drift

I know

we are drifting apart, 

part by part

am losing myself too.

It wasn't too late when

I realised

I have loved you 

for so long,

longer than you have know, 

longer than I have too.

It was the fondness 

that I saw in your eyes

for art and for history;

and the trials and errors 

of being a good human. 

I have loved you for so long darlin'

Hope we don't drift apart,

cause all my mirrors are 

broken and rusted and

I see my reflection

in your eyes.

the form of me

you created,

she has

shackle marks

all over her wrists,

but trust me she's kinda 

free now,

after 3 years, 

the marks are kinda 

healed now.

and it feels easy, 

and it feels like the everyday, 

and it feels home 

with the soft blankets,

darlin' don't you 

drift apart

part by part 

I would drift away

from me too.

©Jessie