Now I can't even look in the mirror -
all it does is open its gaping jaws
and, laughing, remind me how
you barely even look at me anymore
when we meet.
A glance at my reflection
brings back memories of when
we were twice a person all in one;
when all was bright, and nothing wrong,
and smiles were never forced.
You used to hold my hand through darker days,
and help me find my way back home.
Now when I need you most,
all I have is half a ghost
and a shadow.
I'd like to learn to breathe
again; I'd like to learn to be
without you. But your essence
is sticking too tight to me.