I find this quite a deep poem about how a relationship can change someone. How you can feel connected to them, but at the same time disconnected with yourself.

I like your use of his words staining you - really powerful way to show how much affect this person had on you with just his words.

I also love this unique line:
i have been a caesura
since w/he died.

Especially like the way you put we and he together as if it is the same thing.

I appreciated the honesty within this poem.
The person made you weak- where you felt in control of nothing, except your poetry and writing.

I also like your title choice, stripping the characters back to who they really are underneath.
Nice work.