Am I crazy?
No really,
Or am I just lost?
Am I in this empty void alone?
Can you even hear me?
Life is at a loss
And it cannot be found.
I want you,
But I can't even find you.
When I think I'm grabbing your hand
It becomes an infinity away.
Is this love?
Is love really the void in which is empty?
Maybe it's empty,
Because it's missing you.
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Forever in a Minute
PuisiA poetry book of the complications of life, as well as the pure beauty.
