You are 
your favorite authors 
your beloved 
literary characters.

I dive to understand 
your mind 
and come up 
breathless and more confused.

I seek refuge among 
the clues you’ve given me
in memories a decade old.

I review the 
drunken truths you let 
slip that evening. 

I only get you 
when your guard is down, 
broken in with substances 
meant to numb you.

I just hope I find you 
before you meet the same fate
as the characters you look to
to fill your lonely heart.