Somebody else's stalker-ex

Andrew, the breaking and entering you tried to do
is not the crime you succeeded in completing, not
the intrusion that defined you, the one you got away with.

You drilled into my head, incised slits and pockets,
and absconded with my sense of security, the two of you
eloping as if you were the pen- and ultimate member

of some sick species of terrified and jealous beings.