I see you.
In every glimpse of a hope.
Your face echoes everywhere, your voice reflects on all.
Everything I say is because of your words.
Everything I do is because of your actions.
Everything I feel is because of your touch.
Everything I am is the effect of you.
I see you, hear you, feel you everywhere.
I want to carve you from my skin. Bleach you from my hair.
Burn you from my clothes.
But I still miss you.
Your words, your actions, your touch.
I long for your broken glass.