"for I alone have end and start."
And all of them so scattered in static
cling to their indivisible selves
like your smile in my rearview mirror.
You found my wholeness in the ocean of my parts.
I swam toward your beauty and you froze me in time,
But over time, you became brittle.
The cracks in us were widening
Until you broke loose and broke our hearts
and my self was once again scattered parts.
And in the end, I finally see.
If not for you, I'd still be me.
