He says you were like her

Once, when your hair was

Soft and shiny

Liquid, like mine.

Your eyes were the ocean

He claims; I believe him

He says you could touch him;

Discover his soul.

So flighty and brash,

I see you beneath her

The rusty remains

of a teenage enigma,

Drowning inside her

What beauty, this death

Such an artsy portrayal

Of something unreal ...

You wander; I wonder

I question your smiles

I’m tangled in memories;

I borrow his love.

How I reinvent you

I warp every feature

I can’t face your ocean;

Don’t know how to drown.