bit by bit
my skin wears off
To see your true colours
has been harrowing for my bones
they demand a sight coupled with denial
My body resists its shedding
as your words slice it again & again
bit by bit

melting away like the resolve
i had for you
when you met me besides the pond
holding out your hand for saving
I wish I knew saving meant
forgetting what I am
bit by bit

now that you’re gone
and it feels like infinity
Time feels like an extension
of the memories we had, fading
all you are to me now is a mist
but now I’m the one beneath the pond
holding out my hand for saving
will someone be ready to forget who they are
bit by bit?