Life is ample as a being and worth living
Words not enough to expound my feeling
Feeling of loneliness yanking a part of me

How can I survive being detached from me?
What may perhaps detach me from me?
You thing called space, I have queried; why?

Why have you cloned a part of you?
You, yes you; between my path of me?

My part of me, distance has arrested you
And placed me in a cell with thoughts of me
Trapped, waiting to exhale but inhale you

You have become a part of my me
Thank you a lot, thoughts
Missing you has molded you a part of me
(c) Obukov