How can you love me,
when you never want to be alone with me?
You search for the voices of others,
trying to block out mine
hoping
praying
that maybe,
I'll become better.

How can we become whole,
if you don't stay up at night
getting to know me
falling in love with me
crying with me?

You lost me,
Now come find me.

— Fladinerys Belliard // A Poem From Me to Myself