Losing Myself

Laying here without you, for the first time in forever, and all I can think about is how big this bed feels.

I find myself still sleeping on only one side of the bed, and trying desperately to only use half of the covers.

As I roll over to stare into the black abyss that would be your face, I realize that I'm only half a person now...

And that was my worst fear...

That I would forget who I was and lose myself.

Now, as I breath in the smell of you from your pillow, I realize that without losing myself, I never would have found where my heart and soul belong.

Without losing myself,

I never would have found myself.