The Visitor

I keep searching for clues in an irrational way trying to figure out who you are I'm disappointed I cared about you from the start you were perfect but entirely damaged I'm not permitted to accept your flaws you are an illusion a lie a false hope something I couldn't have and now I'm missing it searching for it somewhere clinging on to leads mysteries searching and searching looking to the sky but not knowing where you are trying to find someone else trying to forget trying to let go