We exchaged pieces of ourselves
Giving what we could afford when our bodies were not an option
We offered pieces of ourselves
Of our souls
But while you had someone to go back to
To replace the pieces you gave me
I had no one but the empty silence of a quiet house
And thoughts, not of regret
But disappointment
That I could allow someone to take so much of me
In such little time.

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