You Left Me; You Lost Me

You left me. You lost me.

I’m that childhood toy you used to worship and adore and take everywhere but now have fatally misplaced. Or you reached a state of boredom; you’ve worn me out so much all you can think to do is throw me away in all my ragged rawness. And so you are left with only memories, finding yourself often stuck in fond reverie, but that’s it. Memories, figments, files in your mind; I’m no longer around and I am no longer yours. 

You left me…so, you lost me.

You destroyed me.

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Something I wrote after I watched a particular scene in a movie (can't think of it at the moment - forgive my sluggish mind at nearly two in the morning). It moved me to write something. Words just began forming sentences in my head so I decided to tack them out before I lost them in the sometimes unreachable recesses of my mind. 
It is thus far still pretty raw, but whatever. I never said this blog would hold perfectly polished thoughts.

Night,
V