drift...

i try to make myself real
pretend i have an anchor
tethered to the earth
even as i feel myself drift
shift
hover above life
pretend i'm living it

yet the me i knew
she lived
through you
for you

And this woman
who's inhabited her body
would seek to deny you
pretend that you
never touched her soul

held it in your hand
held it to your own
and seen
how the lines
so perfectly
they fit