Pieces

Some sits on a dusty corner of that old childhood bookshelf.
Others are worn down to pieces as strangers touch.
And nowadays, more and more are on glowing screens
as anonymous comments or pictures of inspiration.
Your friends take a couple with them
when they leave for different cities.
Your family will always have more
than you expect, maybe too many.
And no one else knows this,
but you also hide one underneath your covers,
in the place where no one can hear you.
Like a trail of breadcrumbs
or maybe like a shattering of stone,
leave yourself in pieces.
And maybe someone will
go on a treasure hunt for you.