Half is missing,
Heart, mind, and soul
Because of you.
Not to mention, the cereal is to.

The internal,
I can fill that.
The external?
I can’t get back.

The suspect?
Not you, not I.
The stranger you’ve seen with your eye,
Sigh.

Mr. Stranger III
To be exact.
Carved out your life,
Bye Mr. X-Acto.

Nothing left to remember you by.
But because of you,
I’m humble.
I still put my cereal in milk. ©