Love Fails

"Don't try to replace her position in my heart. No matter how much you look like her, you are still not her." I looked at the man and covered his cold eyes with my hands. The delicate facial features are projected onto the wall by warm lighting. I stared greedily at the shadow on the wall. Carefully touch the tip of your nose. It feels like I'm back in high school, when I was secretly copying that person. "I look most like him when I'm asleep."