Who will I become,
now that we’re broken apart?
How much of you will speak
from my so-recently-your-mouth?
Will my so-recently-your-hands
touch others as you touched me?
How long will my so-recently-your-skin
carry your scent into rooms?
And how much more of you
will I lose into everyone I love
who isn’t you.
Peregrine (via youreyesblazeout)