Mirror

Life doesn't begin with a significant other,
nor does it end with the leaving of your lover.
You know this to be true,
but your heart stands unconvinced.
Standing still they only pass you by,
running to keep up makes you grow weary.
A backwards glance?
Not a chance.
You've been left behind.
Somewhere along the line,
you've become substandard.
And now, as everyone else has that someone they need,
Like a dandelion beneath a dozen roses
You stand transfixed by how you should be
Your greatest desire.
Your biggest fear.
Both seem oh so distant.
You search the world over only to find
that empathy is held by no one.
You scribble words on this paper,
trying in vain to relieve your heart of its burden.
To no avail.
I watch my reflection turn and fade
Now I've got no one left to blame.
I am the problem.
I am the answer.
I am not everything else.