Eros as lack.

It's once said by Aristophanes
that human beings were originally round organism,
each composed of two people joined together
as one perfect sphere.

But the spherical creature
gets too overambitious,
thinking to roll right up to Olympus,
so Zeus chopped each of them in two.

As a result everyone must now
go through life in search
of the one and only other person
who can round him out again.

It's whenever i see you
i see what my self lack of.
Things that been forgotten for years.
Right back when my innocence were taken.

Who am i really
How can i tell

For whenever our eyes met
there's no words left in me.