I feel like I lost my mind searching for pieces of you.
I don't have any photos of you and I'm trying to remember what you look like.
I feel like the creator of Frankenstein, trying to put you back together with fragments of photos of other people.
I can stop staring at a photo of a girl that has hooded blue eyes like yours.
I cropped out the rest of her face so I could pretend I'm looking straight into your eyes.
I have the video of a guy dancing with hair like yours on repeat.
He even has a body like yours.
It'll never be enough-
I'm still hoping to find the real you.