Presence Poem by Akkydolcezza@gmailcom Harison

Presence



When it hurts so bad,
why does it feel so good?
I wish this all made sense.
Not having you here with me is tearing me up inside,
but I can't stop thinking about you no matter how hard I try.
You know how I feel about you,
and I know I want to spend time with you,
but it's so hard to do when I can't even be next to you.
I just want this to be simple,
I just want you here with me,
to look into your eyes.
Right now this distance between us is out of our control,
but I'm still hoping one day we will meet.

Tuesday, April 7, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: miss you
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