'A Version Of Us' Poem by Novice Writer

Every person that you will meet,
You will bring a piece of their soul to you
Does soul hold the memories, does soul contains their essence.
Some people leave, with no way back
Some people leave, with no more love
Some people leave, because of fate
Some people leave, because of pain
You thought you knew, who she is
I thought I knew who I am
But every soul that we have take
For every person that we have met
It changes our soul
It leave some behind
Once we meet again
We don't know who we are
Some die, you carry their last piece
Some leave, but the version of themselves remains in your life
I know its hard, to understand
For understanding requires acceptance
But how can I accept this unfair reality
For I want her whole soul, to carry with me.