Someone Else

There is indeed someone else.

Me, another selfish,
Unappreciative bitch.
Instead of being thankful
And
Satisfied,
My heart and mind chose to wander.

There is indeed someone else.

Eyes fell upon this face,
Upon that face;
This arm,
That arm;
Touched that shoulder,
This shoulder.

There is indeed someone else.

So similar.
From the bone structure,
To the proportion of the features,
And the colour of the skin and eyes,
The firmness of the muscles.
Lastly,
To the attention attained,
And the treatment I get.

There is indeed someone else.

And I always fall back to the
Someone else,
Because he's all I got to hold
And all I got the lose.

You.
One, two, three, four, et cetera.
Traits of all that I fall hopelessly into,
Pray do not haunt me.
Nevermore.