When I’ll look back at my life and see you standing next to me, I’ll know I was loved.
And with a smile, I’ll go back to where it all began and find myself all over again, without you.
I’ll feel the places one more time, and let in what I was then too blinded to find.
I’ll trudge the roads that I once measured by how soon they led to you, till they become the paths that I walk to re-discover myself.
There’ll be a faint remembrance in everything I’ll lay my eyes on;
And a fleeting warmth of your presence in the familiar terrains;
But I won’t stop, till I solve my quest to find the best of me.
Because I know I was loved, and you had a piece of me, but I want to get back all of me.