My soul has work to do

My soul leaves my body when I sleep I dont know where she goes but its not here I only know that my mind finally knows peace When she comes back and settles into my bones, Sometimes- im disappointed, She came back missing pieces of me. Maybe she went to find them God I hope she finds them. I hope she's collecting the pieces And putting them back together achingly. Out of love, Out of spite, I dont care if she even does it angrily, I just hope she finds them and brings them back to me 🖤