Carbon Copies

You tell me I am your carbon copy
How we act as one Italian soul to big for small frames and two heart too different for one chest
I'm surprised you haven't seen
Haven't seen that for the past six semesters I have said I love you to three sets of your brown eyes
I'm surprised you haven't noticed it
Haven't noticed that for the past three years i have kissed a different shade of your dark skin
I'm surprised you haven't wondered about it
Wondered about their similar lips not fitting on mine like yours did
I'm surprised you haven't realized it
Haven't realized that I love you so much that they have imitations of your body, your eyes, everything that's you
My best friend tells me they are your carbon copies
How they were born from your mesmerizing reflection and missing chunks of your soul
I'm surprised they haven't seen
That for me,
No one is more perfect than the original