the moment you walked away, I knew. I knew I was going to be put in misery until the next time I saw you. that last hug, that last final hug, made me want you to stay. watching you walk away, my heart started to hurt. because I realized, my time with you for that short amount of time, meant nothing to you. my heart sank in a pool of gloom, when you walked away. my mind went dark, and even though we still talk, it feels like we don't. your absence makes me tremble. I'm longing your presence to be here with me,  right now. to see you again. to hug you again. and not have to have that last final hug.