I Ache

I told myself I wouldn't miss you

(we both knew that was a lie)

I told myself I was better without you

(I forgot how alone I was)

I believed this was best.

(why do I feel worse?)

You spent so long destroying me

(or defining me, I don't fit in that old suit)

And when they said it was bad-

(it was awesome and terrible)

When they pointed out the lies-

(we both told so many)

When they tried to puzzle it out-

(we are not pieces, we are a whole)

I remembered

(and I ached for the missing)