It's a yearning, an aching An apparition crawling back into my skin The return of a once again forgotten feeling A desire to hide inside another's arms To be surrounded in their scent as they hold me tight Even if the one I love loves the one I loved To have them whisper sweet nothings into my ear Empty words that I'll hold dear Til the day I break and vanish and start anew With a body that is different yet still mine Or so I am deluded enough to believe It's all I can bring myself to ask Though more than I can even dream of receiving For I've naught to give in return but shallow words written on a phone screen And though it feels like the world is always ending Like the sky is always falling It's just the heart talking, lovesick beating Any significance in this feeling will be lost in a week or two from now