He kept slicing my chest
Looking for someone, whom we have both never met
someone, he made up in his head.
someone, that was not alive and neither dead
cut down in two and a glimpse into my soul mirrored the beauty of the moon
in a galaxy of infinite love and youth,
But he did not admire that
He was looking for a humangirl in me
Someone that was not weird, alienated or less normal
That was everything I could not be
I lacked those human qualities that would of made him really fall in love with me
- Extraterrestrial
