I miss you in my life, at every turn you would be there, ready for me to mumble on about the drama in my life and now that seat is empty where you sat and the hole in my soul is gaping open ever since you left, letting all of the kind words you once spoke to me drift through and disappear into the wind.
I feel that my soul has left my body. I am empty. Lost. Unaware. Aloof. I feel a soft ache where my heart once beat. A pressure where my brain used to sit. I am empty. A shell without a body. Without a soul. Now I wait, For my body to find its way back. Hopefully bringing my rejuvenated soul back too. For now I wait, Vulnerable, Empty, Lost.