Meant to replace it and,
it's exactly the same.
Happens all the time.
First loves, like
nostalgic restaurants.
Favorite album as a 19-year-old.
The first person to
climb me in desire.
The never-opened door.
Meant to replace it and,
there's nothing else like it.
I should've known, but I've always known.
The world a-round me
rearranges over time.
The possession implies the release.
Our fantasies drive our dreams
as well as our disappointments.
The only heroes and villains, inside.
The tension implies the resolution.
To compare, to blame, is to plague.
Unsatisfaction is the burden you carry alone.
Meant to replace it and,
it doesn't feel the same. But
I know I'm the one who's changed.
Happens all the time.
April, 2022