Not You

I saw so many people today. Some looked like you. One had your voice, another had your smile. One, from behind, I could have sworn was you... But what killed me the most was the one that had your eyes. He looked at me and I felt naked. In that instant I knew it was you and you were reading my soul, piercing my aching heart, beggin it to bleed... Then you looked away and i discovered it was only my imagination.

I wonder if someone out there really could ever read my soul again.

But its not you.