Someone once told me, write your story!
Write our, not-so-ours story!

I keep reading, re-reading the same line every now and then!
It ignites the old me!
It pushes the old me forward!

 But when you write a little too much about the pain, it eventually leaves you!
It makes these little horcruxes of you!
One at a time!
The heart always longs for what it knows it can never have!

But then isn't it how it always starts!

Yours
Your words bring back the old me