I don't think

That we belong to us anymore.  I am not mine, and you are not you.  We are us.  The things I make are things that I couldn't have made on my own, and I've never made anything original.  That's fine.  That's good.  You're nothing new either.  We're made of remixed, broken parts that we recombine in any way that we can make work.  All we ever do is keep on pushing, keep on going, keep on making something, something so that we don't go insane.
All we are is the mix of things we've heard and seen and imagined.  That's all.  Not human in the least.
I am fine with that.  I'm fine with not being that way.  I'm done with pretending, done with acting like I'm something different.  Like we've changed.
There is no you and me, just us.

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