Something takes a part of me when I see you
Old, almost forgotten demons haunt me
And I see that you are not alone
But you never see me when I am with others
If only I could get returned that sense of self that
Made me strong, but still, I am barely recovered
Because I still remember the taste of salt on your skin
And you are not alone
You and I are still uncovered
As you scrape at my raw center
and a part of me is missing