Vignette #2

I searched for you. I let my eyes go blind with searching. I looked for bits of you inside of my soul and gouged them out for people to notice. Look, look at this bit of his heart bleeding down my arms. It was nestled in my lung tissue.

I searched for you outside of me. I collected portions of you in jars. I took the identities of people who wished they were you unknowingly, made them you; when they failed, I sailed away laughing. I set the jars on my window and sat on my knees staring at them every night.

I searched for you and found you in pieces, gradually. I poured my soul like tipping a milk jug into your remnants.

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