Half of me





Thank you for the time we spent in the dirt
needing nothing except each others sticky hands
for reminding me that I don't need to look like anything,
or feel like anything,  or be anything
except me, before I even knew it
You wanted me to cover myself in tattoos
wear the same clothes twice, thrice, dare I say 4 or 5 times more
Now I get to remind you that we can be separated for any extended period of time
the immediate physical experience isnt necessary
you are in my head and heart from the time the sun rises for me
to the time it sets for you and I never knew what you meant by that before
I'll travel all over because, like you before,
I have no idea what else to do
maybe someone will give me a banjo,
or a voice,
courage,
 some tricks up my sleeve.
What do you see in me yet?
How did we become each other and ourselves together?
are you even aware of it?
Everyone has the same name as you but that isn't even close
And thank you for coming back down for me,
I know the middle isn't always the most comfortable
I will never leave you behind.

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