This distance

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I feel the distance
Growing as inevitable as the sun is to set this evening and rise next morning
From palm to palm to grazing your finger tips
The soft subtle touches are all I have left of you
A cold sensation borne of your departure
Depression appointed by  your threatening absence

Choked by the angst
A hand's worth of months but a lifetime
A lifetime but a handful of months
Deep in a trance of denial
Dazed by the tickles of your touch

The imprint of you remains somewhere in my chest
Hollow ,the void grows each breathing second
You say hello I hear goodbye
Saddened , my heart is swollen
It cramps up its space in my ribs
I'm so suffocated

A_d

A/N :Rookie Poetry is coming to an end  soon soon...thinking of something new  . Just have to find time ugh  
Laterz☆

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