I wanted to contrast you.
Find the gaps between
to fill you in.
I always wanted to say,
I need you, to someone,
anyone.
But it was always
the wrong one.
I never needed anyone,
just you,
to hold me.
But all the air they blew
into your head makes
you forget me.
Trace the outline of my face.
The way you held me
for the last time,
like you knew it was the end.
The rise and fall of your chest,
I could still remember
the contour.
I close my hand
around that phantom,
in hopes that it'll never fade away.
You never held me so close
before that night.
Did you hesitate?
I heard a sigh escaped your mouth
before you realized it.
You're not the same person I loved.