Scissors & Glue

You were always more to me than bonding and our chemistry.
 I am stuck here.
 Where you once were.
 Finding an equivalent, over this half eaten planet.
 Nothing ordinary, out there!
 I'm not imaginary.
 Made up like a paper doll.
 A happy memory to recall.
 You're not as easily replaceable.
 Made up with scissors and glue.
 How can I un-stick to you?
 Force of attraction, maybe unintentional, left me stuck here.
 Where you once were.
 Transferring and zipping me with decimals at hyperspeed.
 Extraordinary; what's out there.
 Well...
 I'm not imaginary.
 Made up like a paperdoll.
 A happy memory to recall.
 You're not easily replaceable.
 Made up with scissors and glue.
 How can I un-stick to you?
 Just because you can't prove it, doesn't mean it's untrue.
 And, just because you can't see it,
 Doesn't mean it's make believe and not affecting you.
 I'm not imaginary.
 Made up like a paperdoll.
 A happy memory to recall.
 You're not easily replaceable.
 Made up of scissors and glue.
 How can I un-stick to you?