Missing piece

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I was listening to some tunes yesterday.
The same ones I listened to that one night,
And wrote my first poem the following day,
With the verses of my soul entwined.
I felt so lonely yesterday.
It hurt to pretend I was okay,
Sitting all alone in the balcony;
With nothing but the thoughts of a specific someone,
As my company.
My soul couldn’t accept how I couldn’t reach,
For this someone that felt like a missing a piece.
Sometimes loving someone is like loving an untamed bird.
Someone to love, to watch,
But never to touch.
Someone to hold in my heart,
But never in my arms.
Maybe that's why I have a heavy heart,
Full of emotions, cold and warm.
And now I can only sigh;
My tears are already dry.
It feels like I can't breathe,
And I definitely can't sleep;
As my soul continues,
To wail and weep.

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