I never took anything from you.

A Poem by karina y

Sometimes I still can’t believe it.
It’s strange how we used to text eachother, call eachother about everything.
A stupid new joke, we just had to share; it couldn’t wait until the next time we saw eachother,
which would have been soon. A day, at most.
Making plans, and picturing all these things; this future together.
My best friend, my partner in crime.
We were one.

Looking back at it now though,
there is a sound of disturbance in every argument.
A sorrow in every ‘I love you’,
sad eyes, when we’d part our ways,
looking back at it now.
They don’t seem so pure and innocent anymore, because now there is a reason
and an explanation behind those sad eyes.
That sorrow, that inability to part ways.
We thought it was our undeniable love for each other that made us act that way.
Now I know, you were never just sad to see me go.
You were scared, and sad because you thought of me as the person who took away,
parts of you that you cannot get back.
But you never checked your own pockets when we’d part.
If you’d check just once, and stop looking into mine.
You’d realize what you held was far more than just parts of me.
It was all of me, and all of me, had parts of you.
So you never really lost yourself.
As long as you have me, you have yourself and more.