There is a hole in me, a hole you were meant to fill.
I feel empty and alone, cold and unchallenged.
I look at my hand and it seems empty without your fingers intertwined with mine.
My fingertips push nothing without your hair that hides your face.
I can’t watch anything without your eyes to gaze.
I can’t hold still without your arms to hold.
Your scent I miss too though I have no sense of its smell.
For I have no idea who you are my dear.
I just wish you were here.
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