I miss that part of me. The part that was violently ripped away, No mercy, No care for my person, my feelings, no care for me. I had no say in it being snatched away, clawed from my being , I couldn't even prepare for this. One day, it was there, The next, emptiness, I became a shell of a being, Craving that part of me that is unretrievable. I know now deep down it's gone. I'll never be the same. Left forever yearning for my other half. A dull empy ache that will forever haunt me, Sometimes i forget, but the moment i remember a part the remaining parts of me shatter. I miss that part of me, I miss my innocence.