At times I feel as thought I have lost myself in you,
That I have done so much to change to keep you happy that,

I don't even remember who I am anymore.
That Me, Is no longer Me.

It is a part of me,
Connected and intertwined with you,

I used to have hobbies, hopes, dreams, and things of my own,
Things I cherished,
That you had no interest in,
Yet now where am I,
I have lost all motivation for the things I had such great passion for years ago,

Is it me I have lost,
Because of you,,
Or have I just lost myself on my own accord,
Am I to blame for the murder of myself.
Was this a suicide,
Or a murder,

My love,,

What have I become..