What closes in with uneasiness
Unsettles to the core
Haunts the present, and the present
Barely in reach but enough to grasp
A little bit of nothing
You thought you had it
Something that fit
Turns out it’s not real
It was only a feeling
Who fills your mind with stimulation
Thrills you to chase
Abandon what you had- you had
Mingled our souls but didn't lock eyes
It could have been enough
You thought you had it
Something that fit
Turns out it’s not real
It was only a feeling
A feeling.
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