Gaps

Written by Jacob Ibrag

You expect me to fill the gaps within

your heart, to disregard all the hate you

have for yourself. Somewhere along the lines

of us, you became a carbon copy of our blank

walls, draped with potential yet lack of color.

There are times when glimpses of you would

seep through those still eyes and I’d cry because

it would never last longer than a few seconds.

Part of me wonders if I should just leave in

hopes that you rediscover your missing

piece, the piece that used to fill me.

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