Pieces.
And still
I find myself staring across the same field,
The one that once connected me to you.
Bittersweet irony greets my cheek in a way that's almost funny to me.
I wasn't meaning to get lost in what used to be, I only needed a moment to myself
A brief second to reflect in the hallway of our past.
...
You don't belong in my heart
That's why I keep you in my thoughts.