Medium-Rare

I wrote this in the dead of night when I woke up having a panic attack.  Dr. Bischoff recommended I share it.

Your Love is like a Steak
Medium-Rare
Juicy
Tender
And when gone
Missed

Had I a hundred Grills
I would Grill for you a hundred of the best cuts
And you would refuse them
And leave
As is your way

What will I do with the rotten meat that is my soul?
Will I ever be fresh without you?

No.