by Monica Mosser
We were in one piece as children
We were so happy together
We didn’t suspect a thing
But soon she ran away
Always a free spirit, though I never knew it
In my eleventh year she was gone
She left behind an exoskeleton, me
I didn’t know who I was or where I belonged
I didn’t know I was lost until I knew she ran away
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When I took the hint I started looking
There were times I found her
She led me to go to high school elsewhere
But I know me
She goes when she doesn’t feel satisfied anymore
And even elsewhere, I was still lost
And I still didn’t know it yet
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There were more times I found her
In summer 2014, I found her wandering in New York City
That’s a happy place for her
She and I reunited to gain confidence and leadership
But when my stay there ended, she left
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On July 10, 2015, I was hinted to try harder in finding her
By none other than Taylor Swift
Later that July, I found her in Silicon Valley
We got back together and made some best friends
She stuck around when we went to Vancouver and Alaska
We made some more friends
And we found ourselves a love interest
But when that was over they left
I’m sure they are still gallivanting together somewhere
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But now I know where she went after
I know where to find her
She’s in Hoboken
She’s there to stay and ready to start a new chapter in her life
I know we’ll be together forever when we reunite there
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The thing about mental selves is that when they’re ready to leave, they do
I guess that meant I was ready when I was eleven
Should you feel heartbroken when they do leave? Yes
It’s not fun losing that part of you that makes you whole
But it sends you on adventures to find yourself
Mental selves love to play chase
They may be mature in their heads,
But they surely are children at heart
“Sometimes, the only way to find yourself is to get completely lost”
–Kellie Elmore
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If found, please return to her other half
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