Poem #290

That hole you feel between your
hands is starting to burn a little.
But at least at night you don’t feel it.
All you feel then is a freezing cold
because emptiness has an arctic breath.

You are constantly using up your steps
to try and find something that’s been
missing for so long.

What you are looking for is not
a partner or a friend. You are looking
for yourself. Find that person, love
that person and live happily ever after.
No regrets.

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