Somewhere in the deep wet of your eyes,
I lost something so important,
I couldn't remember what it was.
See, I've been hungering for my individuality,
something you could never replace with
a locket
a ring
a promise.
It's like you've absorbed me and
suddenly 'osmosis' is a word I remember in science.
You held my hand a little too tightly this morning and
I have fingernail marks in my skin.
