Uncompleted Poetry

He reminds me of a poem thats not completed

I read it and get into it but it makes no since, its not well written

Its missing something but I cant quite put my finger on it

But then I realize that its not completed

I cant finish it, it has to finish its self

He has to read his self so he can love someone else

He has to read his self so he can love me

Or he can just remain that poem thats not written completely