Completely invested (in him)
But equally disinterested (in me)
And it showed,
when he walked out the door,
and my soul followed…
I watched myself leave!
And for a split second (or two),
I realised I had been living outside of myself…
I was still, for the first time.
In a long time.
“Where are you going?”
I looked back at myself and suggested,
And so the journey back to myself began
“You live here now.”