I stand here and feel empty,
You are at my side yet I feel as if the shadows are the only living thing in the room.
I feel your breath on my skin but it would be more believable if it was the wind,
And when you speak the words sound like forgotten whispers.
I stand here and wait for the void to fill but it seems that you and I are just destined to be lonely,
To search forever for an impossible satisfaction.
It hurts to know that you will never be enough,
I will never be enough.
My heart aches to be held by gentle hands,
Not in the palms of a ghost.
I long for something,
I don't know what,
but I know it's not you.
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The Boy That Never Forgot Their Name
PoetryStep into the life of a mystery in this poetry collection exploring romance, death,pain, and creatures out of this realm. Forget what you have learned of heartbreak and ghosts because when you walk into the forest I promise that you will know the tr...