I compare everyone to you.
Constantly trying replace
the unreplaceable
like somehow
my brain thought
out of the 7 billion people in this world
that somehow, somewhere
theres another just like you.
That is not the case.
Believe me
I've looked far and wide,
I've searched high and low
for peices of you,
for an essence of your presence,
for a soul to my solitude.
That I willingly chose
and convinced myself you are damaged,
too damaged to fix my broken heart.
Like the love that we shared was nothing
but a page in an old book.
Too tattered and worn down,
not even fit for donation.
Oh how hard I've tried to focus
so intently
on all the tiny cracks that caved us in.
Little did I know
I could never repair
the most important crack
forever damaging my heart..
your smile. |