Why does the sight of you
Still ignite shy joy
In my long ago frozen veins
When you were the one
Who made me cold
To the touch.
Why do I seek your smile alone
In the crowd
When others would
Grant me theirs
Without the price of reproach
Hating myself
When left alone in the night.
Why do I miss the thought of you
When in my mind
You remain eternally present
And by my side.
In my darkest dreams
You never leave, you never left
And yet
simultaneously elsewhere
As time goes on
You're walking away
Towards someone else
Who doesn't need to miss you
Who doesn't need to think of you
To survive.