You wore me well

How funny is it
that I can't remember
what started it.

When did I
first notice
the likeness
and what we had
exploaded.

Now I see
Inbox(1)
and my heart
falls to the floor
I look
finding only
disappointment.

How so fast?
How so intense?
Why am I
unable to sleep
and constantly
dreaming of you
and your insatiable touch.

Will you fade
into a memory
I can rarely revisit,
you,
who I could
have loved
like no other,
who wore me
so well.