Divided

Give me your dreams,
your anticipation,
give me your hopes,
your dire motivation.
Give me your footsteps,
your life stories too,
give me your choices,
the things you went through.
Give me your future,
your present, your past,
give me your life,
no matter how vast.
Give me your courses,
your directions, your way,
give me your headings,
your path, as they say.
Give me your sorrows,
your regrets and your pain,
give me your hatred,
your spite, your disdain.
Give me your love,
your heart, your affections,
give me your passions,
your considerate actions.
Give me your silence,
your whispers, your hush,
give me your quiet,
your stillness, so lush.
Give me your denials,
your disclaims and negations,
give me your absence,
your lack of relations.
And then take it back,
grab all that I stole,
and appreciate it,
an indivisible whole.