The Pointless Book

Essence Of Him

Reaching out my hand, pursuing close behind
Yet, when I thought I had almost caught him, he's already so far away
Once again, I didn't win

Even so,
When I touched the essence of him that escaped the cracks
My chest hurt so much that I couldn't breathe

It's not that I'm dizzy
And it's not like feeling the hotness of anxiety
It's just...
Hard to hold it in
And I want to cry