No One Can Take Your Place Poem by Thea Chames

I still have the unicorn.
It sleeps on my bed
like a ghost of us-
quiet,
but louder than anything you say now.

You gave me your hoodie,
your cologne,
your"forever".
And then you gave someone else
your time,
your hands,
your smile.

I spent three months
trying to put myself back together,
while you handed your broken pieces
to another girl.
Did she even know
she was a rebound
for something you still weren't over?

Now you call me again,
in secret.
You say,
"Don't leave".
You ask,
"Will you love someone else? "
Like you forgot
you already did.

But the truth is-
I can't.
God knows I've tried,
but no one else
feels like you.

I hate that i still love you.
I hate that my heart
holds a space for you
that no one else
even comes close to.

You moved on with your body.
I stayed behind
with my soul.

And when we're alone,
you look at me
like I'm still yours-
but only when the world isn't watching.

That's what hurts the most.
You don't ask me to be yours.
You ask me not to be
anyone else's.

And I don't know
how to stop loving you-
even now,
when i should.