You can find me in between the words I say,
All you have do is see the promises that you've broken,
And unravel the mystery which is my time that I have spent with you.
Our future seemed so bright.
You will find me one day, cold and at peace.
Look to the trees; find me with my grandparents.
Grandpa Leo and Grandma Cat dancing in the wind.
That's where I always knew we would one day be.
You will find me in a parking lot one day; reminiscing about my childhood.
I'll remember.
I'll remember how me and my dad would always get up early; just before the sun came up.
And we would go out and buy two-for-two dollar breakfast sandwiches at McDonald's.
At the end of my little treat he would look at me and say, "Last bite."
It doesn't feel right to finish off a whole one anymore.
I always hear, "I love you. Can I have the last bite?"
Last bite to my soul.
You can find me now,
Answering to no one but my heart.
Even then, I try and ignore it as best I can.
You will see the fire back in my eyes;
Because I have come to terms will me no longer being a package deal.
You'll see my smile illuminating the deepest corners of my fears;
Nonexistent resistance to new challenges.
I have realized that this is not where my story ends.
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