✶ I LONG FOR YOU (again)
- acb. another piece dedicated to you.
you don't meet the people you love; you recognize them.
And I recognize you in every crevice
that I find wonder in.
You are ever present and lingering,
In the shadows that haunt and taunt.
I miss you more than I remember you.
For in my poems—beautifully carries
the sweet scent of you with a
beloved face that's missing.
Where you used to be, there is a hole,
ever consuming me into this spiral of longing
and a sense of helpessness that I will never
have you back, that I will never have
the what once was, back.
I met you, then I came to know you,
And now, now I am afraid you're something
worse than a stranger; You've become someone
that knows me more than I could know myself,
and I long for you, eternally.
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YOU ARE READING
my poems. nd shits?
Poetryi do not edit them, we die like men here. might update them to make them more fancy but that's unlikely.
