The meaning of love...: half of me

"I don't remember when or how you penetrated the darkest corner of my heart. The taste of the first warm kiss of your lips has faded from my memory. I don't recall what you were wearing when you whispered the first 'I love you' into my ear. I don't remember the firsts with you. But don't go, don't go away. Maybe we have put our firsts behind the repetitive and monotonous days of life. But don't go, stay. Because I know well if you go, you will take pieces of me with you, and pieces of yourself will remain. Don't go. Without you, and you without me, will never be complete. Stay, so this shared feeling of becoming one can outweigh forgetting the firsts." . Method of Execution: Initially executed physically with rapid techniques on paper, then digitized using a digital pen in software like Photoshop. Size: A4