It’s empty and hollow. My space. It’s empty. It’s hard when I can see it in your eyes that every time you look at me, you still see her. My hand will never be her hand. My voice will never be her voice. My heart will never be her heart. I can never be her. But she is all you see. I can see that when you look at me.
You said you can’t run away from me. You said you tried but you always come back. You said you feel incomplete without me. But wouldn’t that be just because you remember her in me? The feeling of familiarity when I’m around. Because you made me feel that.
It is not me who you wanted. I cannot fill in the emptiness she left because as long as she is in there, I cannot fill it with me.
I don’t like to compete with someone who already won your heart. I don’t like to fight if I already lost. Because no matter what I do, your eyes will seek her, you ears will hear her, your mind will think of her, and your heart will love her.