Letters That Maybe On Rhyme

Why do we find them in other people

We never truly forget.
Feelings, memories, and especially the presence of the people we once met. They're still buried deep down, which we deny.

But why does every new person who comes to me have the same trait as you do? Why do I keep craving the same warmth, a similar skin to yours?
Maybe because you were the first to feed me butterflies, glitter, and some flowers. Or it might be just the idea of us that I find familiar in another soul.

But why do we keep finding them in another person? For what? Maybe to meet our old selves again. Maybe to feel again... to bring back the light in our eyes once again before we lost them.

Or maybe... we're just lonely.