I have missed you, Longer than you’d ever know; Bitter much, that phantom touch, of the Lack of your afterglow. & much as I have come to learn, & much as I have come to find; Knowing only — lorn and lonely. Only for you do I yearn, In my horrid hell of mind, I […]
I still feel you — a ghost inside my heart. I still stumble at your portrait and stray, Then wonder how I loved you at the start.