Misfit

You trickle into my life and imbibe a part of my soul

fractional or gigantic

 

When you leave me, you take that particular part with you

the way you take that part depends on how you leave me

you might rip it away forcibly

or shatter the part itself as you hammer it away, while cracking and chipping the rest

or I may give it to you willingly, biting down the pain it causes me

for I have to let you go

 

A new part will grow in its wake, as it always does

time is the essence that heals all cracks

That is the reason why my soul is juxtaposition of asymmetry

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