I’m Still Searching for you in Every Person {Poem}

In Hobbies

I went astray the day I lost you. On the outside, I’m physically complete. On the inside, I’m an empty barrel of wine. I refuse to pour myself in anybody’s glass. I traced your footsteps into the woods; I found nothing but nature at work. Trees have grown, animals were born, and I’m still adamant about finding you. I’m still searching for you in every person and begging them to…