Split

I can't tear myself into two but if I could,

would everyone be happy?

I'm not fake, I promise

you're not the same as me and i'm not the same as you

used to be.

We've all changed.

I'm sorry.

It is my fault-

(to an extent)

-I'm really just trying to live

happy.

once, twice, thrice.

I'm excluded because you're exclusive

Do you remember me?

Nothing changes every day

I really don't.
It seems like I do, doesn't it?

I'm sorry.
I'm working on it.

~Divya