There’s a piece of me you look for in everyone.
Like a shard of glass you see yourself within.
That you cannot find,
replace
or replicate, with anyone you date.
And it attches you to me,
like a bright red, broken vein,
crawling benethe your skin.
You’ll spend the rest of your life trying to deny it.
Swallow it down with resentment,
and the other lies that line your stomach.
But you will miss me like a hole in the head,
because you will never find me again.
