Hidden away from the light of day, a figment to you I will remain.
You cannot find me, for I am hidden in plain sight. You are but a stranger to the darkness in which I delight. And yet my being mirrors your soul; I am the part that makes you feel whole.
And in the end, we are doomed to never fully grasp the weight of eachother, for I am hidden, while you are in the arms of another.