Empty
I’m right in front of you but you don’t see me.
I lie beside you but you don’t feel me.
I whisper to you but you don’t hear me.
I motion toward you but you don’t need me.
I reach to touch with no reaction
I try and tell you but you’re distracted
I cry out to you it just gets colder
I sit here lonely as we get older
I wonder if the change will happen
What killed the magic and the passion
I guess it wasn’t meant to be
Another long cold night for me
It's a really great poem, @blewitt, I like it a lot, but it begs the question...everything alright?
Thx love. Sure. Just in a rut.
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