Just Like You Poem by Paula Lubbe

I hate that he looks so much like you
His eyes on me, though he sees right through
So in some ways he does things like you do
I wonder if his lips are as soft as yours too

I guess it was good, all while it lasted
But the good that we had, seemed to go by too fast
In the end I think that nothing was worth it
I smiled for a while, and now it is faded

I still stop in my tracks at the sight of you
Winding my road in stead of going right through
And each time I see a photo of him
The line on my face melts into a grin

I'd rather be numbed, to the core, to the heart
In stead of this, daily, being ripped apart
I can't throw you away and let the memories fade
And though I have reason to, I just can not hate