leaving

By perf3ct •
I wanted for so long, to leave.
To start over new,
to learn how to live again.
Everything here reminds me,
of what I lost,
of what I cant find.
I dont know what I was looking for,
but somehow,
I slowly started to find it.
I thought I lost everything,
I had nothing left,
everything left with you.
To me you are love.
but I found new you(s),
in different people,
in different ways.
Slowly, they begin to put together what you had broken.
Now, I'm getting what I wished for,
shouldnt I be happy?
I want to go,
but I cant bring all thats you with me.
How hard will it be to find you again?