it is times like this,
i miss him most.
his haunted kiss,
gone like a ghost.fragile smiles and falling tears,
plague these endless halls.
lost laughter and newfound fears,
built these looming walls.i pledged forever,
i would remain at his side.
but i could never,
match his stride.i′ve lost my heart to theft,
and given up on the chase.
i am all i have left,
cradled in my own embrace.Karran Kumar ℵ Cradled In My Own Embrace

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midnight
Poesiaa compilation of poems about love, heartbreak, and hope, born across 21 sleepless nights.