when she isn’t with me
I feel unwhole
like a part of me has ceased
and it’s hard to breathe
when she isn’t with me
the aloneness takes shape
like something that has a
pulse
all its own
when she isn’t with me
I miss her
three simple words
that define this feeling in
me
when she isn’t with me
I feel empty
like this aching will never
ever again feel whole
when she isn’t with me
it’s darker
I spend my time
waiting for the sun to rise
when she isn’t with me
I feel the winter chill
and I shiver at the deepest
core
of my soul
when she isn’t with me
I try to remember
every moment I have ever
shared with her
when she isn’t with me
I pray
that I will always treasure
the moments I have with her
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