Maddy grace poetry

Vapor

Loving you was like chasing the wind.
I could always feel you, but never see you.
You were always half there.
Even long after you left,
I could still feel you.
After the thunder storm, I could feel you.
A hot summer day, I could feel you.
A cold fall morning, I could feel you
A warm spring evening, I could feel you.
Somehow I could always feel you.
You got me to chase the wind.
Knowing it would lead me to nowhere.
You tricked my mind.
I guess I was in love with the idea and feeling of you.
You're like vapor in the air.