How can you miss something
that was never truly there?
How can you miss a mere voice?
A faceless presence?
A cold touch through a screen?
A longing to finally meet,
that distance silently killed?
And yet, I miss.
Not you, but the beautiful illusion
Of what we could've been.
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Shortys2024 Challenge
PoetryA collection of poems for the Shortys Challenge 2024. Starting September 1st , I'll be posting a short poem a day and submitting it to the challenge. Join me in this personal quest, and let's find out if I can complete the goal of writing 30 poems i...
