I own it not. Nor will I ever. . .

Dedicated to C33. (Mostly applicable, all but the first stanza. In reponse to Without You.)

No one but C33 understood that. That was the idea. Though.

Different from anyone I know

Better

Worse?

I can't be sure

But different

You're different

From anyone I know

It's the way you look at me

Out of the corner of your eyes

A sharp look

That makes something cold inside of me

Dissolve.

Did you know your eyes

Are the strangest eyes?

That only you –

Familiar

Strange

Ordinary

You –

Make me able to breathe

There's nothing to compare you to

Because I've never met

Someone like you.