the absence pangs me
the separation aches in my chest
your touch
your smell
empty, I sit;
fragmented
your voice
your eyes
waiting, I wonder
waiting, I wander
object permanence escapes
Is this it?
Have you left me?
security untaught
regulation gap
desperate cling and
misunderstood intention
the cyclical mess
I can't undo
Feb 25, 2017
Feb 25, 2017 at 2:24 PM UTC
the absence pangs me
the separation aches in my chest
your touch
your smell
empty, I sit;
fragmented
your voice
your eyes
waiting, I wonder
waiting, I wander
object permanence escapes
Is this it?
Have you left me?
security untaught
regulation gap
desperate cling and
misunderstood intention
the cyclical mess
I can't undo
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