the morning after

"replacement"

when you face her,
you only dare look past her shoulder
because that is the only time
you are truly seeing the love of your life
the one that you let slip away
through the veins of your palms
in a matter of
minutes

the girl that loved you
more than you would've ever guessed

then you look up at the girl in front of you
the wrong girl
which you have only held for replacement
to fill up a void in your heart
and the space between your fingers

she will never be me.