Today I saw someone that looked like you.
She had your build,
strong shoulders but no *******.
She had your hesitant open-mouthed smile with the incisors that stick out a little too far.
The shaven sides, an edgier hairstyle that always suited you.
Even her fingers looked like yours
and she handled everything with gentle caresses, just like you did.
She walked like a man though.
You never walk like a man.
I could not stop staring.
I wanted to get to know her
but she was probably nothing like you.
No one is like you.
I wanted to hug her
but she probably would not bury her face in my neck like you did.
I wanted to kiss her
because I had never kissed you
and maybe if I did
you would have stayed.
I could not stop staring.
I miss you.