poetry

Endless Pit

How days go by

Without your scent

How time flies by

Without your voice

Sitting next to you

Was the best gift

But my gift was stolen

You no longer need me

Lonely am I without you

My ego directs my steps

I’ll stay away from you

But just one call

Just one word

Just one beck

And here I am

Falling for you

All over again

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