One fine day,
You eased into my life
Like the soft evening breeze.
And I ceased being myself.
My heart, my soul, my life…
In an instant,
they went from being whole
to being fragmented.
No longer was I,
the person I had always known
myself to be.
Perhaps I knew you more
Than I knew myself.
And perhaps
I loved you more
than I loved myself.
I still do.
Jaishan
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